Grayson subconsciously swallowed as he monitored her movements."Why don't we do this again when I'm not injured?"His words caused Belle to imagine the scene, which caused her cheeks to flush."Grayson Page! You're shameless!""Anyone would be shameless in front of their wives.""Who taught you about such a thing?""Relationship counselors."Belle tried to contain her laughter as she carefully peeled back his clothes to check on his wound.She had already gotten used to his immodest words that would come out of nowhere. She was no longer surprised by anything that he would say.She checked that the wound was no longer bleeding. It was healing up as planned.Belle let out a sigh of relief and tried to cover him back up. Grayson, however, suddenly grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into his arms.Her eyes widened in shock as her first response was to worry about his injuries."Did I hurt you?"He smiled and replied, "Nope."Her heart started beating faster as she wa
Belle was already as red as a tomato as she became fed up with his endless muttering."I'm leaving if you don't stop!"Grayson smiled and heeded her demands. He rested his chin atop her head and held her tighter into his arms.Her heart was beating faster than ever, as she had never felt anything like this before.Her threat to leave his side was just a bluff, as she also enjoyed nestling in his arms and watching the snow. She felt safe and happy even if she could not understand her own feelings.The couple eventually fell asleep in each other's arms. Belle woke up in the middle of the night at one o'clock. She was startled upon realizing how late it was. She took a look out the window with the help of the measly moonlight to find the snow continuing to fall.She then heard Grayson's light snoring coming from directly above her head.His arms were still wrapped around her tightly. They remained in place ever since he fell asleep.She carefully freed herself and stood up witho
The snowman was conveniently hidden by the trees when Belle was taking a look from the bedroom prior.It was a massive snowman with a round head and plump body. It had a bucket for a hat and a carrot as its nose. Its eyes were darkish grapes, and its mouth was red strawberries.Belle ran over to the snowman with excitement and curiosity. She had almost forgotten about her plans to look for Grayson."Did you make this?"Grayson nodded. "Yeah, do you like it?""I've only seen snowmen on the internet, so this is my first time seeing a real one. How did you make this?""Do you want to know?""Yeah!""I can teach you.""Sure!"Belle quickly snapped back to her senses and chewed his ears off. "Hold up, you shouldn't be out here in the cold making snowmen. You're still an injured man! What am I to do if you fall down and get hidden by the snow?"Grayson replied, "I know my body well enough. I wouldn't be out here if I can't handle it. It's just building some snowmen. It's not like
Meredith smiled as she noticed the blushing Belle. "Have fun at the yard, you two. I'll prepare breakfast right away."Grayson walked toward Belle with his shovel still in his hand after Meredith went into the house. "Your face is all red, Belle."Belle glared at him without any intention to hide her reddish cheeks. "Who cares about your silly snowmen? I don't need you to make me happy!"He could tell that she was just putting up a false front. "I can flatten them if you hate them so much.""Do whatever you want. It's not like I spent all my time making them."He raised the shovel and motioned to flatten the snowmen only to be met with a panicking Belle. "Hey, wait! You can't possibly be so cruel!"He replied, "I made the snowmen to make you happy. If you don't like it, there's no point in keeping them around, is there?""I … You … Who cares! You can't destroy any of them!""Why not?"Belle curled her lips and could not come up with a proper reason for a reply."I don't nee
"It's embarrassing with everyone watching! Let me go already," Belle pleaded. Grayson took the opportunity and held her tightly. "I'm not letting you go until you tell me your answer."Belle was left speechless.She had never expected the usually calm and collected Grayson to be so playful and childish."So, do you like me?" She gritted her teeth in disbelief. "I like you, okay? I like you! There, I said it twice. Happy? Now let me—"Her lips were sealed shut by his own before she could finish her words.He raised her cheeks with his hands and kissed her lovingly.The long and passionate kiss left Belle dumbfounded and frozen in place until Sixteen's barks finally snapped her back to her senses.Belle's face turned bright red as she pushed Grayson away and ran back into the house.He stood in place and stared at her with a satisfied expression. He smugly looked in the direction of Sam's hiding spot before returning to the house.Bodyguards began discussing Grayson's action
Grayson had been waiting for Belle obediently. He was delighted when she returned to the room with a bottle of medicine."It feels good to be loved.""You're a dummy! Why would you go and build snowmen in the middle of the night during the winter? You could have made just one instead of a dozen of them! Why didn't you wear a glove as well? Now your fingers are hurt!"She chewed his ears off as she delicately applied the medicine on his fingers.He smiled. "I can build as many snowmen as my wife likes.""You're a fool!" She glanced at him."A happy and loved fool that I am."Belle finished patching up his fingers and scolded him once more. "Lie down on the bed!"Grayson's eyes narrowed with excitement. "What for?"She could tell that he was being delusional again and slapped him on the back. "Save your dirty thoughts to yourself."He smiled. "But you just told me to get on the bed.""Yeah, and? Get on the bed and take off your clothes! I need to reapply medicine on you."He f
Meredith had been waiting for the couple ever since she prepared breakfast. She assumed the couple had gone back to sleep due to their absence. She then turned to Sam, who was still idling in the living room."Sam, if it's not something urgent, I think you should get a move on. Mr. Page and Ms. Walters had been building snowmen in the front yard when I got here this morning. I think they've just gone back to sleep."Sam glanced upstairs as he agreed with her words.He was here to talk to Grayson about work. But now, he figured that he should leave Grayson to rest up, considering that it was already New Year's Eve.Grayson had been working himself to the bone back then. He used to work even on New Year's Eve. He would return home for a family dinner and would be back at the office on New Year's.He had nothing but work and his family at the time, with no hobbies on the side. All of his energy and time had been spent on his career.Times have changed. Belle appeared in his life,
Belle could tell what Grayson was planning. She became embarrassed as they were entwined on the bed. "Get lost!"He pressed his body onto hers and whispered, "Belle."Her ears started to tingle as she tried to change the topic. "What about your wounds?""I don't know, but I guarantee that I could still satisfy you regardless."Belle cringed at his unusually shameless behavior."Do you know how old you are?""I'm 30 years old.""You're wrong. You're just a three-year-old child!"He smiled. "Being a child means I can do whatever I want, right?"Belle was in disbelief. "I'm hungry! I'm heading downstairs for a meal. Fuck off!"Grayson seemingly ignored her cries."Remember when you mentioned you wanted to make our relationship official?"Her eyes widened with surprise. "I've never said something like that! You'd better not be putting words in my mouth."She tried to push him away to escape."You're hurting me. Stop pushing."Belle was afraid of actually hurting his wounded