"Scarlett, don't you remember my cousin Lenore? You met her last year right?" Grayson asked.
I felt like a complete idiot. Now that I could see her better, it was definitely Lenore.
Later I would have to unpack why I felt so upset about seeing Grayson with other girls. Not right now though.
"Of course. I uh, couldn't really see you that well in this light." I laughed slightly.
"Totally fine. I've told Grayson his porch lighting is awful so many times," Lenore giggled.
"So have I!" I smiled.
"Great minds," She winked. "Well, I'll get out of here so you two can enjoy each other. You'll fit in really well in this family Scarlett."
"Thank you, Lenore,"
"Of course hun. If you need anything, text me okay?" I nodded. She gave me a kiss on both of my cheeks before heading to her car.
Grayson was looking at me in amusement.
"What's for dinner?" I asked brushing past him into the house.
"So we're not going to talk about that?" Grayson asked, helping me out of my jacket.
"Talk about what?"
"That's a no. Can you at least kiss me?" He turned me around and pressed me against the wall.
I rolled my eyes but nodded. He leaned down, pressing his lips against mine. He pressed against me harder, fingering the designs on my dress.
"Were you jealous?" He breathed.
"I don't do jealousy," I stated. I knew he could see right through me.
His thumb rubbed against my lips. "I love when you lie to me. It makes me want to break through those walls even more."
"Can we eat now, Wrenford?"
"Whatever you want," He released me from his body and allowed me to walk to the dining room.
Renaldo, Grayson's personal chef, was putting the finishing touches on the food.
"Ms. Watson! Beautiful as always!" He announced.
"Thank you," I smiled. "Glad someone noticed."
"Do you always have to show me up, Renaldo?" Grayson chuckled.
"Yes, sir I do." Renaldo smiled. "Well, if that's all I can do for you, I think I'll be heading home. Dessert is in the fridge."
"Thank you Renaldo," Grayson said sincerely. "Give my best to Sheila. Oh, and tell her I may have found that figurine she's been dying for to complete her collection."
"Oh, sir please. You have given too much."
"What's one more figurine?"
I couldn't help but smile. Grayson was so different from any other guy I'd met, especially in the business world. He was so kind. And while he had no problem showing he had money, he did it in the least pretentious way. And he definitely never made me feel like shit for not having money.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Grayson asked, breaking through my thoughts.
I hadn't realized Renaldo had left.
"Just zoned out." I forced a laugh.
"Right. Well are you ready to eat?" I nodded. He pulled my seat out for me.
Grayson kept quietly laughing to himself throughout dinner.
"What is so funny?" I demanded.
"You, babe. You really care about me. You're invested in this relationship the same way I am."
"Oh fuck off," I said. "You don't know how I feel about you."
"I didn't before tonight. Now I do." He grinned.
"Anyways, when do you stop this investigator thing and start working at the company?"
"Guess we'll talk about pleasure later. Business first, just like always huh?"
"Yes. Answer my question, Gray."
"Next week babe. I'm starting as Chief Architect."
"Oh my god, Grayson, that's amazing! Um, congrats, really."
"I know everyone at the company will hate it, but it's what my parents want. They don't think I should start at the bottom."
"Like you'd know how," I teased.
"Oh shut up. When you start it will probably be entry level, but you'll move up very quickly." Grayson assured me.
"That's so exciting. I have so many ideas for WrenWorks."
"I know you do babe. That's why I'm so excited for you to work there. We'll get to spend all hours of the day together making this company even better. How incredible is that?"
"So incredible," I smiled. "Our life together will be perfect. Everything I've always wanted."
Grayson raised his eyebrows and laughed again. "I like whatever's gotten into you tonight."
"I hope you'll be getting into me too," I slowly took a sip of wine.
He shifted in his seat. His eyes sparkled with lust. "I most definitely will."
***
After dinner and dessert, we settled on Grayson's couch to watch a movie. He would never admit it to anyone else, but he really loves rom-coms, especially ones with Sandra Bullock.
I stretched my legs out as I leaned against Grayson's chest. He absently stroked my hair while quietly quoting the movie. I always found it so cute.
As the movie ended, I felt his lips softly brush the back of my neck. "What do you want to do now?"
"What do you want to do?" I whispered.
"You."
I closed my eyes as his lips met my neck again. Grayson slowly tugged on the zipper of my red dress as his other hand gently wrapped around my neck. He brought my head back so that he could kiss my lips.
A fire roared in the pit of my stomach. My body was screaming for him. I sat up slowly, unsatisfied with just kissing. I wrapped myself around him, straddling him.
Grayson's kisses become increasingly more desperate. His hands furiously pushed my dress up before he buried his fingers in my hair and pulled my head back. He now had full access to my neck.
He lightly ran his teeth against my neck, before I felt his tongue. My eyes rolled back as the pain and pleasure of his sucking shivered through my body.
"You care about me," Grayson whispered against my skin.
"Says who?" I asked as I rolled my hips, knowing the friction would drive him crazy.
He moaned. "I saw it in your eyes. It drove you crazy thinking I was with another girl. Admit it Scar."
"I thought we were gonna have sex," I murmured.
"We are, but I need you to open up to me Scarlett. I already know I have your body. Do I have your heart too?"
I kissed him on the lips hard. I didn't want to admit my feelings for him, but I think I had to. It felt unfair to keep my feelings hidden, especially now that I knew exactly what they were.
Grayson pulled away and looked at me intensely. His hands gripped my thighs as he attempted to stare into my soul.
"Tell me how you feel," His voice was barely above a whisper.
"I love you, Grayson." I said shakily.
I had never told anyone I loved them. I wasn't sure if I did it right or had enough feeling, I just knew that in my heart I did love him. I hoped that was enough.
A smile came across his face. "And I love you. You're going to be my wife."
Grayson kissed me again. His hunger and desperation had heightened. He was dragging my body back and forth over the bulge in his pants.
He moaned into my mouth as his body twitched with pleasure.
"Let's go to the room," I whispered.
Grayson pushed himself off of the couch, with me still wrapped around him. He set me down on the island.He always did this. He didn't want us in the room until the last moment. Grayson liked anticipation. He could never just cut right to the chase.I wrapped my legs around him as his lips moved across my throat."Grayson," I whispered. "Come on, people eat on this,""What do you think I'm about to do?" He was on his knees in an instant.He dragged my body closer to him. I felt the lace slide from under my dress. Grayson's arms hooked around my thighs as he shoved his face up my dress.My body arched immediately as a gasp escaped my lips. Grayson's tongue moved in a ci
He slowly got on top of me. "Grayson," I whispered. "I can't miss Marketing twice in a row.""I'll have my parents email Professor Simon and tell him to excuse your absences." Grayson smiled. "Now let me make love to you."I didn't like that I got special treatment, but as much as I loved class, sex does feel better.Grayson had never gone so slow with me. His lips moved across mine slowly as his hands danced along my skin, giving me goosebumps."I love you, Scar." He murmured. "You're so beautiful.""You're really gonna go slow with this huh?"He nodded before moving down to my neck. There was no pain like there usually was. Only pleasure.
I made a big point of loudly dropping my purse on my desk the next day. Lee looked over. "Nice purse. Goes with your shoes." "Thank you. It was a really sweet gift, Lee, I appreciate it." "Don't know what you're talking about." "So you're saying you didn't buy this for me?" I asked. "Nope. Must have been a different LW." "How did you know LW was on the note?" "Fine of course it was me. But don't go around telling everybody. If girls hear I was nice to you they'll think I gotta be nice to them too.” "Ooh, can't have that. The secret is safe with me. You have really good taste t
"Um sorry," Lee turned and walked out of the room."Shit!" I said getting off of Grayson. "I told you we shouldn't do that.""Yeah well you weren't complaining when we got down to it.""I have to go talk to him.""You need to keep him quiet, Scar. My parents were very clear. No one outside of the family can know about us. If the press caught wind of this it would look very bad." Grayson stated."I know," I sighed. "I'll handle Lee, I promise. I'll call you later."I went straight to Lee's room, hoping Wesley wasn't there. I knocked this time.Lee opened the door, shirtless once again.
When I arrived in my room the next day I was surprised to see Carter in Lulu's bed."Where's Lu?"I asked."She had a study group," he answered. "This isn't what it looks like.""Really Carter, you wanna play that game with me of all people?"He sighed. "I'm not a bad guy.""No, you're a bad person." I said. "What you're doing to both of these girls isn't right or fair. Do you actually plan on choosing or is getting your dick sucked twice a day just too good?""It's not about sex Scarlett. I'm in love with both of them!""Then treat them like it! Lulu is going to be a very successful woman, she cannot be a mistress."
"Um...that was...I was just kidding." Lincoln stammered. "I don't want to...you know.""It's okay if you do.""Well I don't! It was just a fucking joke, Scarlett, jeez." He stomped away from me."Everything okay?" Grayson asked."Yeah, um it's fine I guess.""Okay, so dinner with my parents tonight.""Huh? Grayson, why didn't you tell me earlier?" I demanded."I just found out myself, baby. It's gonna be fine, it's not like you've never met them.""I know, but I've never talked to them as your girlfriend. What if I say the wrong thing and they think I'm not good enough to be a W
Avoiding two guys at once is absolutely exhausting. I have resorted to having my phone on do not disturb so I don't feel every fucking buzz. Grayson was apologizing profusely and Lee just "wants to talk". If he wants to talk so damn bad, he can call up Nina and they can talk all night long. Avoiding them during the weekend was easy. I didn't have to leave my room and I could pretend that I wasn't in my room when they stopped by. Monday morning ruined the avoidance of Lee Windsor. "Hey Scar," He smiled hopefully as I took my seat next to him. "Good morning Lee." I said politely. My voice lacked the warmth I usually had when I was with him.
I stood in front of the door, just staring at it.I was furious with Lee for being smart enough to get me to talk to him. He was currently winning whatever game we had started.I sighed and knocked on the door. He opened the door immediately, once again shirtless. Does he not own shirts?!"Scarlett," he smiled. "Come to get your laptop?""You're an asshole." I pushed past him into the room."I had to get you here some way.""Well where is it?""Where's what?""Laptop, Lee." I snapped."Oh that, right. See, I'm not going to give it back to