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Moxiey waved. "Hi! I'm Moxiey!"
Moxiey waved. "Hi! I'm Moxiey!"
“And she’s nice!” Alto squealed, running over and shaking her hand aggressively. “I’m Alto.” Grayson rolled his eyes and sighed.
Moxiey was startled, but she enthusiastically shook Alto's hand.
Grayson took Moxiey’s hand and led her up the stairs and away from Alto. “Sorry bout him, he’s crazy.”
"I like him, he's nice!" Moxiey replied.
"Not when he's your brother." Grayson smiled a little, walking into his room and cleaning some stuff up.
"I don't have brothers," she said, perching on his bed. "I wouldn't know."
"Sister?" He asked sitting down next to her and taking her hand gently.
"Sisters." She rolled her eyes.
"What's wrong with sisters?"
"They want to borrow your comb. And your mirror. And your brush. And your favorite pink lip gloss. And your favorite top."
Grayson laughed. "Alto borrows my stuff when he says he wants to look edgy."
"What's edgy?" she asked.
"You're so cute." Grayson said, kissing her cheek.
Moxiey smiled. "I know what cute means. I heard Chadi's boy that's a friend said it to her once and now their dating."
"Good." He moved his lips to hers and raised his hand to move her head towards his.
She smiled and kissed him softly.
While Grayson enjoyed this, he couldn't help thinking of Moxiey's family.
Moxiey looped her arms around his neck and continued to kiss him.
Grayson did as well but feeling guilty.
Moxiey sighed and tilted her head a little to the side. She couldn't feel his guilt.
I can make the best of it while I still have her. He thought, pressing her down onto the bed and kissing her hungrily.
"Mmm!" She felt her shoulder blades dig into his mattress. He'd obviously intended on upping the ante. Her fingers spiraled up into his hair.
(That escalated quickly enough)
(True. I'm as surprised as Moxiey! Lol)
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