Wet Dream

Davis POV

“Grace?” I asked the minute I heard her voice. I didn't know she would call this early or even call at all, especially when I had given her the marriage proposal.

“What did you save your phone number with on my phone?” She asked so authoritatively that I almost burst into laughter but swallowed it instead.

“Why did you ask? Can't you see it?” I asked, and she let out a small laugh that made me grin.

This is the main reason I had gone to get her a phone myself. Grace isn't the only one who can tamper with my phone, I can also do that to hers.

When I was thinking of a name I could save my phone number with, I remembered the day I had come into her room and noticed how she was dreaming about me. My sweet girl.

“Davis, why would you save your contact with 'wet dream'?” She asked, whispering the last part making me burst into laughter

I knew she would act this way, and I wished I was there to see the expression on her face. She must be so blushed saying it, I am so sure of i