dolan texts g.d+e.d

text 20 g.d

unknown number
is this bella's phone number?

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depends who's asking.

unknown number
it's grayson, your boss?

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oh grayson! what's up?

grayson
i was wondering if you could come by the office.

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of course! can i know what i need to do?

grayson
i need some help with the Robert's case.

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I WILL BE RIGHT THERE MR. DOLAN

grayson
please don't call me that! haha only ethan likes going by that name.

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sure thing boss, sorry.

grayson
well text me when you're here, the offices are closed today so i'll have to open the door for you.

-time skip-
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here!

grayson
be right there.

few minutes after the main door opens and i'm face to face with grayson. without helping myself i look over his attire and can't help but admire his body.

instead of his usual suit he's wearing some ripped jeans, some infamous band t-shirt, and lastly settled on his face a pair of glasses that made his features look slightly sharper.

"wow you look good."

"why thank you," he smirks.

oh no, did i say that out loud?

"thanks for coming in today bella, i'll make sure you help more in the cases i'm in charge of."

i walk past him without saying another word but he stops as he takes hold of my wrist.

"by the way, you don't look too bad yourself."