The University of the South

The Plan (8 of 8)

A few weeks ago...

"Just come with me please." Grant says as I scoff.

Why the hell was he acting like all of this was okay? Having an arranged marriage should be bad for the both of us. He was supposed to be on my side on this.

"Grant we have a dinner to attend. Besides, why would I go anywhere with you?" I ask as he sighs.

If I didn't attend this dinner, I couldn't imagine what my mother would do to me. She was always unpredictable and I didn't want to be punished.

"Look, I'll take care of the skipping dinner part. My parents will understand." Grant says as I sigh.

Well, I did want to know what my father had planned. I was curious to know what made Grant okay with everything so quick.

I hesitantly nod before sighing, staring at Grant's outstretched hand.

"Fine, but my mother will kill me Grant. You saw what she did. She won't hesitate to do it again." I say as Grant glares, shaking his head.

He pulls me closer to him, smirking. My eyes widen at the sudden move as my hands rest on his chest.

"She isn't going to lay another finger on you, June. I promise." He says as I slowly nod, still looking up at him in shock at the proximity.

A few moments we stay like this, looking into each other's eyes like we did when we first met as I shake my head, pulling away from him.

"Let's just get this over with, without getting too touchy this time." I say as he chuckles, running a hand through his hair.

Ahh those locks that I tugged the night before. Especially when he ate my-

Focus June!! Focus!

"Really? That's too bad. I wouldn't mind making you cum every night, gorgeous." He says as my eyes widen.

He did not just say that out loud!

"Well I would mind. What the hell? What a vulgar mouth you have." I say as he chuckles.

"I'm sure you know all about my mouth." He says with a smirk as I scoff.

He takes my hand in his and leads me out of the restaurant.

. . .

We were currently at some random diner and Grant offered to treat me. So here we are.

The waitress brings over our drinks as we smile back at her.

She looked to be expecting as I smile up at her.

"Thank you. Might I say, you are glowing." I tell her as she blushes.

She looks to be young and really pretty, I'm pretty sure her baby will be gorgeous as well.

"Oh, thank you. Enjoy your drinks." She says as she sets them down on the table and walks away.

I turn to Grant as I sigh, going back to what we were talking about.

"So let me get this straight, my father planned this years ago? Why didn't he tell me?" I ask as Grant sighs next to me, taking a sip of his drink.

"My parents told me that he told your mother everything before he died and I think we both know your mother isn't the sharing type." Grant says with a frown as I shake my head.

Unbelievable.

All this time my father had planned everything out for me, even predicting my mother not telling me anything.

"I see. Well, I guess I have no choice then. Let's do it." I say and Grant raises a brow.

He sets his drink down on the table with a chuckle as he shakes his head.

"Wow, you're actually agreeing to this? I'm surprised, Doc." Grant says as I shake my head and sigh.

"It's what my father wanted. This is the only way we'll be free." I say, mentioning my sisters.

Grant nods and gives me a smile, before taking my hands in his.

I let him as he presses a kiss to my hands.

"You know, you always have a choice June. We can get married and you can choose to break it off afterwards, after everything is settled in." Grant says as I nod.

I knew that as well. Which was why I was going through with it.

Getting married wasn't going to be the end of the world for me.

It was my family's ticket to freedom.

"...but if you don't break it off, I'll definitely make it worth your while." He says with a smirk as my eyes widen.

What was he saying?

"You'll what?" I ask in confusion.

Was he interested in staying married? I thought he wanted to break it off after as well.

Didn't he not want to be tied down?

"What I'm trying to say is, if you don't want to break it off, then I'll be loyal to you and be someone you can depend on, June." He says as I gasp.

He would do that?

"Are you saying you're willing to stay with me if I don't want to break the marriage? I thought you didn't want to get married. You freaked out when your parents told you!" I exclaim as he lets out a chuckle.

He nods and looks at me.

"That was before I found out it was you I was marrying, June. I have to admit, last night I knew there was just something about you I couldn't resist. I mean, I don't think it's love quite yet, but I don't know, I'm willing to try and win your heart if you'll give me a chance." He says as my eyes widen at that.

He was crazy for giving me a chance. He literally just met me yesterday.

But why did it make me feel butterflies in the pit of my stomach?

Suddenly he pulls out a ring from his pocket and kneels down in front of me.

Holy shit!

And he said I was full of surprises!

"Grant, what the hell?!" I exclaim as I see the whole diner watching us as well.

What an idiot!

"I was going to give you the ring at dinner, but...June Grayson, I know we don't know each other that well, but for some reason I'm not afraid to spend marriage life with you. Let me prove to you that I can protect you and keep you from harms away, and that I can learn to love you eventually." Grant says as I gasp.

Everyone watches us quietly, waiting for my answer before sighing.

"This is crazy, Grant. Are you not second guessing this at all?" I ask as he sighs, shaking his head.

Why did he convince me with a single stare that I could fully put my trust in him?

It just seemed too good to be true I guess.

"No, I'm not. There are literally a million melodies going through my head just thinking about you. It's driving me crazy. So with that being said, June Grayson, will you marry me?" He asks as I simply gasp.

Would I really marry someone I had just met?

What if we would get in a huge fight tomorrow and he only realized then what a huge pain in the ass I was?

What if next week he'd find another girl prettier than me to hook up with and leave me alone?

There were a million thoughts in my head, telling me to not go through with it.

I bring my hand to his as I roll my eyes.

But I never really followed my brain did I?

I huff as he takes my hand in his.

"I mean, I already said I'd agree to it. You just had to make it all public." I say in a bored tone as Grant smirks at me, slipping the ring on my finger.

He gets on his feet, brings me up to him, pressing his lips to mine in the middle of the diner.

The diner cheers and claps as we pull away from each other.

I guess I was getting married.