*Y/N's POV*
Cole: "Y/N, one of these days, you'll say yes." He smiles as I escape out to the store floor.
*Grayson's POV*
It's been five hours with no phone call from the delectable Y/N. What the hell was I thinking? I watch the street from the window of my suite at The Heathman. I loathe waiting. I always have. What a waste of time it's been chasing this woman. When have I ever chased a woman? Get a grip, Gray. Sighing, I check my phone once again in the hope that I've missed her call, but there's nothing. At least Ethan has arrived and I have all my shit. I have videos to edit and I can work in peace. Peace? I haven't known peace since Y/N fell into the café. When I glance up, dusk has shrouded my suite in gray shadows. The prospect of a night alone again is depressing. While I contemplate what to do, my phone vibrates against the polished wood of the desk. An unknown, but familiar number flashes on the screen. Suddenly my heart is pumping as I've run ten miles. Is it her? I answer.
Y/N: "Er...Grayson. It's Y/N L/N."
My face erupts in a shit-eating grin. Well, well. A breathy, nervous, soft spoken Y/N.
"Y/N. How nice to hear from you." I hear her breath hitch and the sound travels to my groin. Great. I'm affecting her. Like she's affecting me.
Y/N: "Um-we'd like to go ahead with the photo shoot. Tomorrow, if that's okay. Where would be good for you?" In my room. Just you, me and the cable ties.
"I'm staying at The Heathman in Sacramento. Shall we say 9:30 tomorrow morning?"
Y/N: "Okay, we'll see you there." She gushes.
"I look forward to it, Y/N." I hang up before she senses my excitement and how pleased I am.
Leaning back in my chair, I gaze at the darkening sky line and run both my hands through my hair. How the hell am I going to close this deal?
*The Next Morning*
It's 6:30 in the morning and I'm trying to clear my head. Last night I dreamed of her. Beautiful eyes, breathy voice...Two hours later as I jog back to the hotel, I pass a coffee shop. Maybe I should take her for coffee. Like a date? Well. No. Not a date.
*Y/N's POV*
It's 9. We have half an hour to set up. Emma is in full flow.
Emma: "Bryant, I think we'll shoot against the wall. Y/N, let Gray know where we are."
Yes, Mistress. She is so domineering. I roll my eyes, but do as I'm told.
Half an hour later, Grayson Dolan walks into our suite.
Holy crap! My mouth goes dry looking at him...he's so freaking hot.
YOU ARE READING
Fifty Shades of Gray - Grayson Dolan Imagine
Fiksi PenggemarGrayson: "You may see me as a player." He walks closer, closing the distance between us. Grayson: "In reality, I like to please you." His breath is close to my shoulders. Grayson: "And only you." And I'm lost.
