Warning!!⚠️: There will be a time skip this chapter considering this book will be coming to an end soon I know many of you may not be reading anymore but for my lovelies still reading just let me know if y'all want a Sequel to 'His Personalities' or if you have any request or suggestions. On with the story🥰👇🏽....
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Bryson
Sitting in my office I smiled leaning back in the comfy rolling chair. Looking at all of my art displayed down stairs through my office's glass walls. This was my dream and I finally brought it to life. Six months after purchasing the building and putting in a lot of love and hard work it is exactly what I envisioned. Today was the grand opening of 'Tiller Vision Arts'. I couldn't be more proud of myself. I had my entire family here along with Meg's mom and her friend. We are supposed to be having dinner with her mom and dad tomorrow night so that's about to be interesting.
I was proud to have everyone here. I loved to show off of my art because it'd show who I was in many different aspects.
I watched as Harley and Meagan held hands walking through the gallery where the walls were filled with pieces of her and Harley in a variety of sizes and textures. I wanted to dedicate my work to my girls as much as I could just to show them that I couldn't be as great as I am without their support.
This business was bringing in the money I needed to accomplish what I want for my family.
I had customers shopping and viewers here just to admire my work not to mention the Art retreat where anyone could come and book art lessons in my class every Tuesday or practice and display their own art in what I called the 'Future Stars Gallery. I wanted to help whoever I could that was interested in art and wanted to do something with it because if I can do it I know they could.
After taking a breath and soaking in my success I took a shot of bourbon before heading down the long hallway toward the stairs. I had spent months creating peices just for this hallway and other parts of the building. Every thing here is done by my hand I couldn't be more greatful.
"Hey Bryson?!"
"Bryson come here honey!"
"Bryson!"
I heard my name being called from different directions some family some friends and believe it or not I had a few fans here from my instagram. I never knew I could make people so happy with art.
I decided to entertain my loving guest knowing that this was gonna be a long night.
Meagan
"Ouu look at that one! I think that's my favorite." Harley said adoring the painting of her and I lying on our floaties in the pool with our sunglasses. It was a beautiful bonding memory that I cherish. I never intended to come in and try to be Harley's mom but nowadays I feel different. This little girl has a heart of gold and she loves me like a daughter would. I can't help but love her like shes mine. I just hate that her real mother isn't here to do these things and be the one in the flower field filled paintings with her.
However I'm greatful to be here for her. I love what I do it's not a job anymore and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
I love it here..
"How about that one Harley you were just a little baby. You're so adorable." I cooed pinching her little cheek making her blush and pull away.
"Oh Meagan you didn't tell me this man was a famous Artist like this." My mom said holding a box of art and merchandise she had bought from the sales section along with my God mother Angie who also held two boxes covered in Bryson's red and black logo that read 'TVA'.
"I knew he was great mama but not like this. I mean this is next level. I love it." I told my mother as I gazed at a human sized painting of me reading and sipping my coffee. He had been snapping little pictures of me when I didn't know just for these paintings and they look amazing.
"He is something else." I smiled.
"He is huh?" She chuckled seeing that I was sprung. "I gotta get out here before I spend all of your daddy's money in here girl." She laughed hugging Harley and I before walking away.
"You have a nice night Ms. Nancy."
"Oh I will I thank you so much you're so talented son keep it up! I love it!" My mom spoke to him wholeheartedly as he hugged her.
"Yes ma'am I'm glad to bring you pleasure." He smiled and as he came closer I hurried to him realizing, ," Babe your eyes are blue."
"Damn it... I'ma head up to my office." He said running his hands down his face. "I'm just so satisfied with everything. This is exactly what I wanted." He smiled and kissed my forehead then bent down to kiss Harley's.
"I love it too daddy." Harley smiled. "It's me." She blushed with her hands up.
"It is baby girl. It's all about you." He smiled and kissed her forehead once more. "I love you."
"I love you too." She smiled at him as I snapped a photo of the two.
"Let me get out of here for second boo. You know I love you too." He pecked my lips softly.
"I know baby. I love you more." I smiled making him shake his head. "We'll be down here waiting for you. Admiring your talent." I assured him and he nodded heading up the staircase.
Harley seems to know that her dad's eye color changes throughout the day. It didn't seem to amaze her but I just didn't know if she knew why or the difference in his attitude.
"Let's try out this 'You Paint' section, Harley. That looks fun huh?"
"Yea let's go!" She ran ahead leaving me behind.
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"Man I'm tired." Bryson said after his long day of networking and entertaining people that loved his work. "I couldn't be more grateful to God." He said with his hands up.
"I know baby. You did great I'm so proud of you." I said moving over closer to him , running my hand up and down his chest.
"I couldn't have made it without you baby you know that. You help me fix that place up, support me like no one else it's crazy."
"I love seeing you happy that's all." I smiled letting my hand slip down to his member that I knew was awake from the color of his eyes. I turned my lamp off and got under the covers taking his full length in my mouth.
"I love you man ." He sighed rubbing his hand through my hair.
Bryson
"I'm so nervous, oh my God." Meagan sighed rubbing her hands ups and down her legs.
"Don't be baby I got this I'm not gone fuck up." He chuckled and we gathered ourselves outside the car.
"Babe you don't understand he was a commander in the navy he's mean to everyone." She said palming her face.
"Is he mean to you?" I asked.
"No of course not I'm his only daughter. Which is why I'm nervous he's never wanted me to have a boyfriend no matter how old I was."
"Well you grown now baby. What you did for me last night was some grown shit." I joked considering she sucked and rode me like I never knew she could lastnight.
She gasped loudly, "Babe!" Then hit my chest. "Shut..up..please." she blushed.
"You know you grown." I laughed. "Don't be scared though baby. I got it for real I'm a grown man just like your dad we can do what we gotta do for you. If he can't accept that you're a grown lady I don't know what to say mamas." I shrugged.
"Man." She sighed. "We got this." She whispered to herself.
"We got it. " I assured her. "Your mama likes me so he can't have too much hate towards me.. right?" I chuckled.
"I don't know let's see." We got ready to head to the car where Harley was already in the garage waiting for us. She absolutely loves going to Ms. Nancy's house.
Come on girl." I laughed at her as she played on her tablet standing by the back door of the car.
We loaded in and headed to the Standford Residence.
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After knocking on the door Meagan clasped her hands together making me undo them and hold one of them. Harley stood next to me holding my other hand as we waited for someone to open the door.
"They're here baby!" We heard Ms. Nancy speak before opening the door. "Hello my babies the food is ready." She said as we all walked in and greated each other. Her dad came walking down the hallway with a wine glass in hand.
"Good evening Mr. Standford it's nice to finally meet ya." I said to him as he approached me offering a handshake.
"You too, young man." He said looking me up and down with a nod. "What you say ya name was again."
"I'm Bryson. Bryson Tiller. " I said, everyone had went to the kitchen and we were the only two still in the foyer.
"Alright you can just call me Mike. What do you do Bryson." He asked sipping his wine as we headed to he kitchen.
"I'm an artist."
"Ahh that's what all that was my wife brought home. You do it like that huh?' he asked.
"Yessir I breath art." I told with a head nod.
"Alright then. I like ya work I'll tell ya that." He nodded looking over at the counter where my mom's box was.
"Let us say grace." Ms. Nancy spoke as every one joined hands and she led the prayer.
"Dear Lord, we thank you for this meal and this opportunity to eat together as a family on this beautiful night. We want to welcome Bryson and his beautiful angel Harley into our lives to keep my precious daughter happy and protected. In Jesus name, Amen."
"Amen." Mike was the first so say as everyone followed.
Meagan
Bryson and my dad continued to talk about guy stuff as I sat sat nervously in between them hoping Bryson personalities wouldn't emerge or that nothing would go left I just needed this whole night to go smoothly.
My dad had barley spoken to me and was giving all of his attention to Bryson. I'm hoping that's a good thing but I guess we'll know by the end of the night.
I need a damn drink.
I fill my empty glass that once had tea with some of the champagne that sat in the middle of the table.
"When did you start drinking Meg?" My mom said with a smirk.
"Now. They're making me nervous." I said shivering at the taste, shaking my nerves out along with it. She only chuckled probably understanding because she knew how my dad could be. I was just happy that he was being cordial.
My mom and I engaged in conversation as they continued to talk and Harley butted in with us every now and then until she finished her food and ran off.
I looked at them once more before seeing my dad's face of somewhat approval as they talked which gave me some comfort for sure.
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