Into the Sunset

Chapter 16

chapter 16

I worked things out with Lawra for her to come and spend the weekend at Graysson's and to bring the art piece I made for him with her since she has a truck.
John was already there when Lawra arrived; he was standing with Graysson when she pulled in. Lawra is a mix of African American, Italian, and Lebanese, which made her a strikingly beautiful model-looking girl, though she is into business more than looks, and she had the brains to go with it. Once she comes out of the car, John's mouth drops open, and Graysson smiles and closes it for him.
- Hey, Graysson Lawra says
- Hey Lawra, How are you?
- Im good. Thanks for inviting me.
- You're welcome. By the way, this is John, my right hand and friend.
- Hi John, Nice to meet you, Im Lawra
- Hi John, I mean Lawra Im John.
I come out of the house and hug her.
- Lawra, you met John, right?
- Yes I did.
She smiles and looks at John.
John is usually very assertive and shrewd in business; he is a good-looking man with a heart of gold and a loyalty to Graysson that I cherish the most. But I've never seen John act this way before; he was nervous and couldn't put two words together. I thought it was cute. I guess I was right to try to hook them up.
I look at Graysson and say,
- Graysson, can you please help me with something I asked Lawra to get?
- sure baby girl
While walking towards Lawra's truck, I say:
- Umm, so I made you something; it's an art piece for your office. I hope you like it.
I was feeling a bit nervous as it was the first art piece I made for him. I removed the cloth that was covering it and waited for Grayson's reaction, who was standing and staring at it. He then looks at me and says:
- This is beautiful; I love it. I can see the time and love put into it. Thank you, baby girl. Let's take it down to the office.
He says this while hugging and kissing me. John comes over to help, and Grayson takes a look at my work.
- Wow, Yaz, this is the first time I have seen your work; it is beautiful. You sure have talent. I blush and say thank you. The guys carry it down to the office and hang it where I thought it would look great, which was the wall opposite Graysson's desk, where he was seated, and he says:
- Now, when I look at it, I can actually imagine you creating it.
Everyone laughs, and then we move to grab a beer by the pool.

The weekend went smoothly, and we can tell that sparks are there between Lawra and John. They were perfect for each other.
I stayed the week as Graysson asked, basically by the pool, reading, doing research, and ordering online while Graysson and John worked at the office.
I was daydreaming and looking at Graysson's house. I always meant to ask him what he wanted to do with the last floor but never got around to it, though he asked me to install an elevator that went from the offices to the third floor. I didn't like the idea of taking space from the interior, so I had a panoramic elevator installed on the side of the house, which he totally loved. All in all, the house was beautiful, and Grayson loves it so much that he calls it home.
- A penny for your thoughts, baby girl
- I was just looking at the third floor and wondering what you wanted to do with it.
- Well, I was thinking in one section a gym and in another section a movie theater slash game room for those long winter nights.
- Nice idea
- you think?
- yup
- Want to work on it?
- Are you serious? I'd love to.
- Will you promise to charge me this time?
I look at Graysson with a hurt look on my face and say:
- How can you even ask me this question? Ive been using your house for free for months now; you expect me to charge you?
- Ok, then consider this your home and do as you please with it.
and he walks away before I get a chance to answer.

John gives me the blueprints of the third floor, a couple of company names they dealt with and trusted, the black credit card, and the foreman's number Graysson wants on this job. The project would take three weeks after approval.
As usual, I render and draw everything by hand and give Graysson the final by the end of the week for his approval. After minor changes, work started on the third floor, and it felt like I moved in for the next three weeks. I felt a sense of stability; Grayson looked happier, and life was good. I ended up making the third floor a man cave for Grayson with a bar, pool table, darts, a big living room with a sectional with a fireplace, a small dining area, and a movie theater. A small industrial-style kitchen, a couple of bathrooms, a gym with two showers, two bathrooms, and a small bar with a seating area. I wanted to leave it as a surprise for him, so I banned him from coming up before it was done. He fell in love with the third floor as soon as he saw it, and he kept going from one side to another with a big grin on his face.
- Baby girl, you outdid yourself. I love it. Thank you so much.
- I'm Glad you like it, babe; this is your man cave, and Im sure you and the boys will have a blast here.
- Nope, this is for both of our friends.
He grabs my hands, looks me in the eyes, and says:
- You know I loved those past three weeks that you've been staying here; how would you feel about making it permanent?
- You want me to move in?
- Yes, I love it when you're here. No pressure; think about it, and we will talk about it later.
He kisses my forehead, and we spend the evening watching movies, eating popcorn, and drinking beer.
 
The next two weeks were pretty hectic, and I zoned out. Lawra was out of the office a lot, but I was too busy to ask what was happening. I was on a coffee break one time, and I got to thinking of what Grayson said. Am I ready to commit? How will I be able to work from his house? How would my things fit? I had too many questions, and to be honest, I was scared; it was a big step to take.
Graysson surprised me that evening; he brought dinner, then told me to get back to work as he brought his own work with him and stayed with me at the studio using Lawra's table. He worked until one in the morning and went to bed.
It was four in the morning when I got into bed. I was so tired I was barely able to move; my muscles ached really bad.

(Sex Scene)

Graysson wakes up when he hears me moan. He sits me up removes my PJs, rolls me on my tummy, he spreads cream on my shoulders and backand works wonders with his hands, he then continues down my legs and feet then turns me around and does the same to my arms and legs. Once done, he puts my PJ top on and turns me to my side, puts my leg on top of his thigh to open me up, finger fucks me till I come, then brings a warm, wet towel and cleans me up, kisses my forhead, and spoons with me. I was dead to the world until about nine in the morning. I wake up to the smell of coffee. My body feels rested. I put my underwear and PJ bottoms on and head down to find Grayson making breakfast. Once he sees me, he greets me with a hug, a kiss, and a big smile. I could get used to this, I thought. I hugged him from the back. I felt a bit sleepy still, so when he sat down, he grabbed me and sat me on his lap. I close my eyes and bask in the moment.
- I can get used to this.
I mumble, he kisses my forehead, and he says:
- I hope so.
I don't answer; I know what he wants me to say, but I'm just scared. He doesn't push me, and I appreciated that.
After breakfast, we go back to the bedroom to take a shower to get ready for the day, but on the way, we stop by the bed, where we make love, then hit the shower, where we go at it again