Fifty shades of Beaumont // Randy

Chapter 19

' I don't like to share Mr. Fowler. Remember that.'

Chapter 19: going Back to Brighton.
Andy's point of view

"Grab your things, we'll drive back to Brighton and grab some lunch on the way. I need to dress." Ryan says.

"I'll just have to make a quick call." I murmur. I just want to hear Brook's voice. He frowns.

"The photographer?" His jaw clenches, and his eyes burn. I blink at him. "I don't like to share Mr. Fowler. Remember that." His quiet, chilling tone is warning. And with one long, cold look at me, he heads back to the bedroom.

Holy crap, I just wanted to call Brook, I want to call after him and tell him he's wrong, but his sudden aloofness has left me paralyzed. What happened to the generous, relaxed, smiling man who was making love to me not half an hour ago?

"Ready?" Ryan asks as we stand by the double door to the foyer.

I nod uncertainty. He's resumed his distant, polite, uptight personality. His mask back up and on show. He's carrying a leather bag. Why does he need that? Perhaps he's staying in Brighton, and than I remember, graduation. Oh yes... he'll be there on Thursday. He's wearing a black leather jacket. He certainly doesn't look like the multi-multi millionaire, billionaire, what-ever-aire, in these clothes. He looks like a boy from the wrong side of the tracks, maybe a badly behaved rock star or a catwalk model. I sigh inwardly, wishing I had a tenth of his poise. He's so calm and controlled. I frown, recalling his outburst about... well, he seems to be.

Taylor is hovering in the background.

"Tomorrow then." He says to Taylor who nods.

"Yes sir. Which car are you taking, Sir?" Taylor asks and Ryan looks down at me briefly.

"The Tesla." He says. Of course he has one.

"Safe trip, Mr. Beaumont. Mr. Fowler." Taylor Looks kindly at me. Though perhaps there's a hint of pity hidden in the depth of his eyes. No doubt he thinks I've succumbed to Mr. Beaumont's dubious sexual habits. Not yet, just his exceptional sexual habits, or perhaps sex is like that for everyone. I frown at the thought. I have no comparison, and I can't ask Brook. That's something I'm going to have to address with Ryan. It's perfectly natural that I should talk to someone - and I can't talk to him if he's so open one minute and so standoffish the next.

Taylor holds the door open for us and ushers us through. Ryan summons the elevator.

"What is it, Andy?" He asks. How does he know I'm chewing something over in my mind? He reached up and pulls my chin. "Stop biting your lip, or I will fuck you in the elevator, and I don't care who gets in with us."

I blush, but there is a hint of a smile around his lips. Finally his mood seems to be shifting.

"Ryan, I have a problem." I say.

"Oh." I have his full attention. The elevator arrives. We walk in and Ryan pressed the button marked G.

"Well." I blush, how to say this? "I need to talk to Brook. I've so many questions about sex, and you're too involved. If you want me to do all these things, how do I know— ?" I pause, struggling to find the right words. "I just don't have any terms of reference."

He rolls his eyes at me.

"Talk to him if you must." He sounds exasperated. "Make sure he doesn't mention anything to Sonny."

I bristle at his insinuation. Brook isn't like that.

"He wouldn't do that, and I wouldn't tell you anything he tells me about Sonny — if he were to tell me anything." I quickly added.

"Well the difference is that I don't want to know about his sex life. Sonny's a nosy bastard." Ryan murmurs dryly. "But only about what we have done so far." He warns. "He'd probably have my balls as he knows what I want to do to you." He adds so softly, I'm not sure I'm supposed to hear it.

"Okay." I agree, smiling up at him, relieved. The thought of Brook with Ryan's balls is not something I want to dwell on.

His lips quirks up at me, and he shakes his head.

"The sooner I have your submission the better, and we can stop all this." He murmurs.

"Stop all what?"

"You, defying me."  He reaches down and cups my chin and plants a swift, sweet kiss on my lips as the door to the elevator open.

A/N:
Hi, it's me again with another update. Just to let you know, I outgrow out of roadtrip and their toxic fandom, I still wanna continue this and my other Randy fanfic as you all seems to love it so much but that's why I became so slow on updating cuz I got other stuff on my head and work bla bla bla...

Also, Who's doing vidcon? CUZ I AM!! Hit me up in dms if you are going and let's meet!