SLIM - G.D | ✔

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We arrived at the pasta place, and it was beautiful.

"You like it?" Grayson asked.

I nodded my head in awe. It was amazing.

"Good. Because I own it."

He grabbed my hand and I followed him inside.

"Hello. How many people?" The lady at the booth asked.

"Two please."

The lady, Camilla, looked down at a tablet on the booth.

She looked up and grinned,

"Right this way sir."

I noticed the way she was looking at Grayson. I don't think Grayson paid any attention to it at all.

Camilla turned to me and her smile faded.

She led us both through the series of tables to a two-seater booth.

"Thank you." I said sitting down and Grayson sitting across from me.

She ignored me.

I felt Grayson's eyes starring at me, and I looked at Camilla.

She noticed Grayson's gaze and adjusted her shirt, unbuttoning two buttons.

I smiled at Grayson as he kept his eyes on me.

Loyalty.

"Oh God. Qhat do you do to me. You're so fucking sexy Kylie." Grayson whispered quietly.

His bottom lip slipped between his teeth.

Camilla narrowed her eyes at me.

"Your waitress will be right with you."  She said puffing up her chest, still trying to get Grayson's eyes off me.

She turned around and pulled her skirt up higher.

She walked away, swaying her hips as she walked.

This girl just won't give up. He doesn't want your ugly ass. 

He wants me.

"Did you see what she was trying to do?" I asked Grayson.

"Yep. But she doesn't have what I want. She's not Kylie."

I laughed.

"You want your assistant?" I blushed.

"Hm. Maybe." He said.

Another girl came up to the table.

I looked at her name tag, Kelsey.

"Hi! I'm Kelsey and I'll be your server this afternoon! What can I get you to drink?" She said looking at Grayson the ENTIRE time.

I sighed.

"I'll just have water please." Grayson said.

"And will that be all?" She chirps.

"Can I get an Iced Tea please?"

"Alright sounds great! One water for the handsome man and nothing for the lady!"

I rolled my eyes.

Seems like Grayson needs to get some new employees.

"No I'll have an Iced Tea please." I spoke up again.

She laughed, "Oh sorry. I didn't hear you!"

She walked away.

Grayson sighed.

"Sorry about that. I never knew they would treat you this way. Otherwise I never would've brought you here." Grayson said, putting his head down.

I put my hand on his hand.

"No need to worry Grayson. It's alright."

I felt him tense as soon as I touched him.

I gave him a look.

"Are you ok?" I said concerned.

He was fidgeting weirdly. He removed his hand and put it on his lap, putting pressure on it.

"Yeah I'm fine." He groaned.

I pulled my hand back, accidently knocking a fork off the table.

I laughed quietly to myself, "Sorry." I said to no one in particular.

I bent down under the table to grab the fork and clean it off.

But something else caught my attention.

Grayson had a tent in his pants.

I bit my lip watching him palm himself. (imagine that😍)

I picked up the fork and quickly sat up.

I grabbed my napkin to clean the fork off.

Grayson moaned involuntarily.

He blushed.

"Sorry." He said.

I laughed, "It's ok."

I sat down cleaning my fork watching Grayson palm himself, and dare I say, it was a beautiful sight.

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