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Kissing Greyson isn’t a mistake, but our ballerina isn’t ready for more.
Enya already tried to get me in trouble once for hanging out with her sister.Back then, I was almost fifteen, and her mother almost got me arrested for being her friend.If I kiss her ...I wouldn’t get in trouble, but I also don’t want to create any problems.Mrs.Carlton is what many would call batshit crazy.
“You know this is a safe space.It’s okay if we talk about your desires.”
Our ballerina blushes.“Well, I don’t have time for boys.”
“So that’s a no on the kiss, huh?”Grey teases her.“If you want, one of us could be your first.”
“Why not both?”she asks, and I see a challenge in her dark eyes.
I pat the space between Grey and me.“Come here.I think I can make your dreams come true.”
She swallows hard.“I can’t have a boyfriend, let alone two.”
“It’s just your first kiss,” Grey assures her.
Slowly, yet gracefully, she approaches us.Grey moves closer to the edge to give her space.We don’t exchange words, but with an unspoken agreement, we lean in simultaneously, placing gentle pecks on her lips.Our mouths linger near hers for a brief moment, creating an electric charge in the air.As we pull away, her eyes remain closed, her lips slightly parted.
I delicately take hold of one of her hands, lifting it to my lips and caressing it with tenderness.“Baby, my love for you is unwavering.I cherish both of you, and I’ll patiently wait until you’re ready,” I whisper, my voice trembling with a depth of emotion that words can barely convey.
“That can be years,” she mumbles, leaning her head on Grey’s shoulder.
“We’re willing to wait,” Grey assures her.
The anticipation becomes unbearable as she goes through the rigorous process of auditioning for esteemed ballet schools, including the Paris Opera Ballet School, The Royal Ballet School, the Juilliard School of Dance, and New York University.There are a few more schools that slip my mind.She refers to them as her “safety schools.”
She isn’t just waiting for the acceptance, but a scholarship.Her mother can’t afford them, and her father won’t pay a cent.
Grey and I agreed to help her with the tuition, room, and board if needed.He has a trust fund, and I’ve had a steady paycheck from The Organization since I turned sixteen, as well as investments.
“You should consider moving to London with me,” Greyson suggests, his voice laced with longing.
I let out a scoff, unable to fathom the idea fully.“As if.It’s almost guaranteed she’ll be accepted into Juilliard, and I have a residence in Brooklyn.She’ll be close to me.”
Our ballerina graces us with a radiant smile.“It’s not that simple, but I deeply appreciate everything you both do for me.”
She leans in, pressing a tender kiss against my cheek, a fleeting connection that sparks so many unspoken emotions.“I love you too, but you have to understand why I can’t act upon my feelings,” she confesses with a soft sigh.Then she turns to Grey, repeating the gesture.“But you two shouldn’t have to wait for me.Be together.It will be the two of you, and I’ll be there as your platonic friend.”
“So, we’re together, but not exactly?”I ask, wanting to confirm our status.
“I love you both.”Grey is the last one to finally confess his feelings.With a gentle yet firm embrace, he wraps his arms around her waist, drawing her close to him.Then he leans back, his lips finding mine in a searing kiss.
As our lips meet, time seems to suspend its relentless march.In that electrifying moment, Grey takes my breath away, effortlessly stealing it with the sheer power of our shared passion.Each touch, each delicate brush of our lips, ignites a fire within me that burns brighter than any star in the night sky.
I willingly surrender my heart to him but also to her.Our lips don’t touch her, but our bodies are close.She shares our warmth and our passion.We surrender everything we are to her.
She becomes an inseparable part of our shared love—Grey and mine.My soul has finally found its home within the embrace of their love.
They complete me.
They fill the empty spaces I didn’t even realize existed within my heart and soul.The world around us fades into insignificance as our kiss deepens, our souls entwining in a dance of desire and yearning.A promise that will always be together.
The universe itself conspired to bring us together, weaving an unbreakable bond that defies the boundaries of time and space.This profound connection is a silent promise—a vow—to stand together and cherish her in whatever way she allows us to be a part of her life.
ChapterTwenty-Six
Greyson
