Lover's passage

chapter 2

Quin's P.O.V

August 2, 2019

When I had left Mr. Brooks office he informed me that his son will call me giving me the details of where and when we will meet up. I groan inwardly and already know I made a huge mistake to late to go back though, I already signed all the legal papers. I feel like ariel signing her voice over to Ursala except I'm going to be stuck with a man. My phone bings indicating a text message has come through.

unknown number: Meet me at rustbren coffee shop at 2:00 so we can discuss things.

Me: Ok, brooks.

Unknown number: Don't call me that.

I smirk knowing he doesn't like his little nickname. I'm happy he picked somewhere close so I won't have to take a cab. Looking at my phone I realize it's already 1:30 he's probably trying to make me late but I plan on being right on time, although if I plan on doing that I guess I should get out of my pj's. Running to my room I throw a pair of black jeans and a long white blouse onto my bed to put on later. Rushing through my dingy apartment I try to find my pair of toms I find them and chuck them at the door so I can slip them on later. Going back to my room I grab underwear and slip them on fast before grabbing my jeans and sliding them on. I fall when I hear my doorbell.

I let out a grin knowing already that its probably Colon who likes to drop by and sleep on the couch in between his shifts at work. I rush to the door and swing it open "BEAR PONG tonight and I'm going to whoop your as-

The grin vanishes from my face and I stare at the man I was supposed to meet at the coffee shop. I look at him and can see his eyes staring at my chest. Looking down I realize I'm still in a bra.

His eyes break contact with my chest when I begin to talk. "W-W-what are you doing here?!"

"I was going to pick you up and take you to the coffee shop but I quite like this situation more." He flashes me a smirk before pushing past me and into my apartment.

Trying to control my hormones I just stay quiet and shut the door.

"Just uh give me a second..." I tell him as I run into my bedroom and grab my shirt. Once properly dressed I go back into my living room where Grayson is examining the books on my shelf. He turns around and eyes me up and down with a frown.

"I quite liked you without a shirt on." He gives me a smirk

"Right, and I quite liked you with your mouth shut and body out of my apartment." I shoot back.

"Trust me, I have blessed you with the presence of my body in your dingy apartment." I frown at his crude words and with venom in my voice. "Well sorry Brooks, my apartment obviously doesn't like up to your snoby values but us poor people can't afford a mansion." I put my shoes on. "Now, lets go."

***

When we arrive to the coffee shop I order my coffee and before Grayson could pay I hand over my cash. There's no way I'll be taking his money anytime soon. We sit down in the corner table of the shop.

"So let's begin." Grayson says before pulling out a stack of thick files that he had been carrying. " We will start by going over the rules of this marriage" He pulls out sheets of paper and sets them neatly in the middle of us.

"I don't understand. I already signed the agreement for marriage in your fathers office."

"Right my fathers agreement now, since you're going to be living in my house we need to go over some ground rules."

He starts to read off the list

"No sleeping with other men" He looks down at me and shrugs "Shouldn't be a problem for you"

I scoff "Right will no sleeping with other women for you then, that should be a problem for you."

He looks me right in the eyes and speaks with a grin playing at his lips "Fine then you will have to satisfy my needs when needed."

I kick his leg under the table and he scrunches his nose in pain "How's that for satisfying your needs?" I bite back.

"Fine, then I accept your request. I can be very self suffucient when needed." he gives me a sly smile and this time I'm the one scrunching my face up and muttering an eww.

"There are a few other rules no pets, no smoking, no drugs, and no touching unless we are in public." He finishes the list and looks up at me.

"Do I disgust you that much?" I give him an annoyed look.

"No, touching leads to emotional attachment and this is just a business deal."

I let out a grin "Oh so you're protecting me from getting emotionally attached to you?" He nods his head but I can tell he's lying. He still looks like a cold ruthless businessman yet his eyes seem alive. I lean over the table a little bit and stick my hand underneath the table. Placing my hand on his knee I give him a warm smile when I see him shift uncomfortably.

"So this doesn't bother you?"

He shakes his head but I can tell he's lying.

I lean in so that our faces are inches away and I train my hand up his leg closer to...well you know.

"This doesn't even bother you?" I repeat again and he seems to stare at my lips before clearing his throat and leaning in so that our noses are only centimeters apart. I catch my breath not expecting that meeting his eyes I see amusement dancing in them before he speaks

"I think you should remove your hand before I bend you over the table and fuck you while the whole coffee shop watches."

I pause and look him dead in the eye seeing that he is completely serious I move back and decide distance is better. He gives me a devious smile "ok now then let's go." he gets up and I turn to grab my purse next to me. When I turned back Graysons on one knee and a diamond ring in his hand everyone in the coffee shop has noticed and are letting out little oohs and aahhs. I stand up and lean down so that only he can only hear me "What are you doing!"

He whispers back "I have to propose in a public place so the news will get out. Now stand back up and act like your crying." He whispers back.

"Oh for fucks sake." I mumble before I stand up and cover my mouth like I'm happy and about to cry.

"uhh...right Quan no Quin." Grayson begins to say

that fucker.

"Quin will you marry me."

"I-yes."

everyone cheers and Grayson puts the ring on my finger before standing up and leaning in

"payback" he whispers before his lips attach to mine.