After a grandiose gala, Grayson and you were back home. One year of marriage and you still weren't used to such events. Well you weren't even used to the Hawthorne house yet, getting lost in it sometimes. Your shared room was big, cozy and simple. You two walked in, your heels were dangling on Grayson's fingers and you were wearing his big shoes and his jacket. He was always extremely caring. Grayson unbuttoned his shirt's top buttons as you slipped his jacket off of you revealing the black dress you wore at party. It was a long gown. Your dress was backless with very low neckline revealing a lot of cleavage and dress was quite tight, along with that you had gold jewelry on which was simple and sober. Grayson sighed and sat down on bed. The room was dimly lit by small lamp, it felt warm, quiet and cozy after the loud and noisy event.