Chapter 503

Oliver leaned close to Grace and said gently, "Lazybones, it's time to wake up. It's time for your present." He punctuated his words with a light kiss on her earlobe. He couldn't quite explain why he adored every part of her so much. Startled awake by the mention of a present, Grace kicked off the remnants of sleep and opened her eyes to find Oliver beside her. "Is it a big present?" she asked. "Since it's from me, what do you think?" When faced with a gun to her head, she might not fear death. But when it came to being showered with presents, Grace had only one request. "Please give me more! Just as long as I don't get hurt!" She sat up in bed and wrapped herself in the blanket. She held her hand out to him, with just her delicate arm emerging from the covers, as she said, "Give me my present." "Kiss me," Oliver said. Grace rolled her eyes at his demand. She wouldn't even consider it if it weren't for the promise of gifts. But for the gifts, she was willing to play along.