Grace had slept off due to crying so much; she had her hands wrapped around Raymond as if she didn't want him to leave the bed.
He sighed and wondered when he became this type of person who was being helt down on bed by some kid, a lovely kid, as he couldn't take his eyes off her lips.
Before, he never imagined himself fantasizing over a woman; that's always a time waste for him. He will prefer working out or finding ways to become more powerful than to think of a woman.
To him, women were just his sexual tools. He needed them to please himself, but who would have imagined that his mind would be occupied by a woman, not a woman... a kid?
*
The next morning, Grace opened her eyes and found Raymond next to her, just like when she closed her eyes. This made her morning as he didn't try to snuck out at night .
"Good morning," she greeted happily, and he simply nodded.