Smiling against her lips again, Grey spoke softly again, “For everything I have and will do wrong, but I’m not sorry for this.” Kissing her gently, he then hugged her against his frame. He could feel her heart beating against his chest as his fingers wound quietly through her hair. Everything seemed quiet in that moment. It was almost like life itself was holding its breath, but that might just have been Grey himself.
Letting her go, because he knew she’d stay with him, he reached over into the bag of lunch and pulled out the second sandwich that he had made. Honestly when he had packed lunch for them that day he hadn’t known today would be the day. If he had, he might have thought to pack something romantic, but then again he might not have either. Instead after opening the second sandwich container, he once again handed Mouse half. Because everything he had was hers from now on.