Fifty shades of Beaumont // Randy

Chapter 18

'Andy, you could be wearing a sack and you'd look lovely.'

Chapter 18: Meeting his mother
Andy's point of view.

He pulls out of me suddenly. I wince. He sits up on the bed.

"Come on, we need to get dressed. That's if you want to meet my mother." He grins, leaps up off the bed and pulls his jeans on, no underwear! I struggle to sit up as I'm still tethered.

"Ryan, I can't move." I say and his grin widens, and leaning down, he undoes the tie. The woven pattern has made an indented pattern around my wrists. It's... sexy. He gazes at me. He's amused, his eyes dancing with mirth. He kisses my forehead quickly.

"Another first." He acknowledges, but I have no idea what he is talking about.

"I have no clean clothes in here." I am filled with sudden panic, and considering what I've just experienced, I'm finding the panic overwhelming. His mother! Holy crap. I have no clean clothes. "Perhaps I should stay here."

"Oh no, you don't." He threatens. "You can wear something of mine." He's slipped on a white shirt and runs his hand through his just-fucked hear. In spite of my anxiety, I loose my train of thought. Will I ever get used to looking at this beautiful man?

"Andy, you could be wearing a sack and you'd look lovely. Please don't worry. I'd like you to meet my mother. Get dressed. I just go and call her down." His mouth pressed into a hard line. "I will expect you in that room in five minutes, otherwise I'll come and drag you out of here myself in whatever you're wearing. My shirts are in the closet, help yourself." He eyes me speculatively for a moment, then leaves the room.

Holy shit, Ryan's mother. This is so much more  than I bargained for. Perhaps Meeting her will help put a little part of the jigsaw in place. Might help me understand why Ryan is the way he is... suddenly, I want to meet her.

I pull my shirt of the floor, and I'm pleased to discover that it has survived the night well with hardly any creases, I quickly got dressed. But if there is one thing I hate, it's not wearing clean boxers. I rifle through Ryan's drawers and come across his boxer briefs. After pulling on a pair of tight grey calvin kleins, I tug on my jeans and my shoes. I walk into the bathroom and stare at my too bright eyes, my flushed face and my hair! Holy crap... just-fucked hair do not suit me either. I look around to find a brush and quickly fixed my hair a bit. I quickly took my jacket and put it on, lucky it was covering up the marks the tie left on my wrists. This will do. I make my way into the main living room.

"Here he is." Ryan says from where he is sitting on the couch. His expression is warm and appreciative. The sandy-haired woman beside him turns and beams at me, a full smile. They both stand up. The woman looks groomed, elegant, beautiful and inside I did a little knowing I look like a mess.

"Mother, this is Andrew Fowler. Andrew, this is Grace Beaumont." Here we go again with calling me by my full name, I hate it when people call me Andrew.

Dr. Beaumont holds her hand out to me.

"What a pleasure to meet you." She murmurs. If I'm not mistaken there is wonder and maybe stunned relief in her voice and a warm glow in her hazel eyes. I grasp her hand, and I can't help but smile, returning her warmth.

"Dr. Beaumont." I murmur.

"Call me Grace." She grins, and Ryan frowns. "I'm usually Dr. Grace and Mrs. Beaumont is my mother-in-law." She winks. "So how did you two meet?" She looks at Ryan, unable to hide her curiosity.

"Andrew interviewed me for the student paper at school because I'm conferring the degrees there this weekend." He says.

Double crap, I've forgotten that.

"So you are graduating this week?" Grace asks.

"Yes." I answer polite.

My phone starts ringing. Brook, I bet.

"Excuse me." I wander over to the kitchen and mean against the breakfast bar, not checking the number.

"Brook."

"Dios mio, Andy!" Holy crap, it's Mikey. He Sounds desperate. "Where are you? I've been trying to contact you. I need to see you, to apolegize for my behavior on friday. Why haven't you returned my calls?"

"Look Mikey, now is not a good time." I glance anxiously over at Ryan Who's watching me intently. I turn my back to him.

"Where are you? Brook is being so evasive." He whines.

"I'm in London."

"What are you doing in London, are you with him?"

"Mikey, I call you later I can't talk to you right now." And with that I hang up. I walk back to Ryan and his mother.

"... and Robbie called to say you were around, I haven't seen you in a while, darling." Grace was talking to her son.

"Did he now?" Ryan murmurs, gazing at me.

"I thought we might have lunch together but I can see you have other plans, and I don't want to interrupt your day." She took her long cream coat and turns to Ryan offering him her cheek. He kisses her briefly, sweetly. She doesn't touch him.

"I have to drive Andrew back to Brighton." Ryan says.

"Of course darling. Andrew it's been such a pleasure. I do hope we meet again." She holds her hand out to me, her eyes glowing and we shake. Taylor appears from... where?

"Mrs. Grace?" He asks.

"Thank you Taylor." He escorts her from the room and through the double door to the foyer. Taylor was here the whole time? Ryan glares at me.

"So the photographer called?"

Crap!

"Yes." I whisper.

"What did he want?"

"Just to apolegize, you know... for Friday." I told him as he narrows his eyes.

"I see." He says simply.

"Does Taylor live here?" I changed the subject as I felt awkward talking about Mikey with him.

"Yes." His tone is clipped. What is his problem? With one quick glance at me he went to his study and returns a moment later.

"This is the contract, read it and we'll discuss it next weekend, may I suggest you do some research, so you know what's involved." He pauses. "That's if you agree, and I really hope you do." He adds, his tone softer.

"Research?"

"You'll be amazed what you can find on the internet." He murmurs. "Grab your things, we need to drive back to brighton and get some lunch on the way, I need to dress."

A/N: Hi sorry it took me so long to update I wasn't much active on here and also writing another randy fanfic which is out as well... I hope you like it and hopefully another update soon, I can't promise anything but I just wanted a quick update to let you know I'm not quitting this book! Xx

- Anke