Your first impression of Grey wasn’t the best. You were filled with dread once you found out he would be your personal guard. But a friendship kindled between you two, and eventually, something more.

Grey lays on his side beside you on the picnic blanket you brought, his elbow below him to keep him up as he looks at you.

You two have snuck away to the gardens, away from prying eyes. The weather is perfect, not too hot and not too cold. It was a perfect scene.

A soft smile appears on your face as you look down at him. He really was dashing.

“What?” He ask playfully as he notices your staring.