My Dangerous Wife; GD

7• Yacht Party

Ameerah•••

I laid on my back removing my bikini top as I tanned in the sun. I thought Grayson wanted to fly to Maldives, instead he insisted on us flying to a country I forgot the name of and sail the rest.

I was fine with it, we haven't used this boat in ages. The sun beamed down brightly warming my skin. I was at the top and back of the boat peacefully sun bathing.

"You know a worker could come back here and see you right?" I squinted my eyes lowering my sunglasses to see Grayson. He was dripping from swimming in the ocean as the boat slowly moved. This man does not age.

"I was hoping someone would appreciate my boobs."
"Trust me Angel I appreciate them." I smiled laying back closing my eyes. I felt the sun leave my body and I opened my eyes seeing Grayson lean against me.

"You ok Angel?"
"Why wouldn't I be?" He didn't say anything and looked at the ocean for a minute. "You told the cops the truth right?"
"I'm not the one with honesty problems here."

He gave me a look, and I knew he wasn't happy with my comment, but I laughed anyways. "I'm serious Angel."

"Isn't this supposed to be our vacation? A time for relaxing? Cause I don't feel relaxed right now."

He sighed nodding his head tapping my thigh. I smiled closing my eyes still feeling him next to me quietly. I waited for him to say something, but him staying quiet angered me more. I groaned taking my glasses off sitting up by my elbows.

"Yes my love?"
"Just admiring your boobs as requested." He smirked moving my face closer to his kissing me. He smiled leaning me to lay on my back. I moaned feeling one hand cup my face, along with the other cupping my breast.

I heard the creak of the boat floor boards, the steps sounded manly and heavy. Grayson sat up grabbing a towel covering my chest. "Mrs. Dolan there's a call for you." Martin said holding a phone out for me.

I sat up holding the towel to my bosoms taking it from him with a soft thank you. "Hello?"
"Did you and dad take the boat without us?" Marcella asked with a gasp, I laughed mouthing to Grayson that it was Marcella.

"It was your fathers idea, take it up with him."
"I'm too tired to argue with dad on his vacation choices." I laughed laying back on the chair watching Grayson receive two drinks from a crew member.

"How's ballet camp?"

"It's exhausting, all they talk about is being the best. They'll probably do anything to get to the top. Also you have some admirers here."

"Is that so? Do they know who your mom is?" Grayson handed me a blue drink, with a blue tiny umbrella. I took a sip feeling the cold alcoholic drink cool my body down, whilst warming my stomach.

"No, I hope they don't find out. I'm just excited to come home."
"Me too I'm starting to miss you guys, your dad isn't as entertaining." I glanced at Grayson who smirked sliding his hand on my thigh, "I'll give you some entertainment later don't worry."

I rolled my eyes playfully listening to Marcella rant about the girls in her dorm. They all sound snobby to me, but I just think all my children are superior so I'm biased.

"May I talk to dad now?"
"Oh sure." I handed the phone to Grayson and looked back not seeing anyone walk near us. I took the towel off my chest laying back, closing my eyes.

"You don't even like the boat, you get sea sick." Grayson said to the phone, he mindlessly rubbed my thigh back and forth. "Before school starts I'll take you guys on a boat in Italy."

I could hear her squeal from the phone and I smiled chuckling softly. "Call us before you go to bed alright? I love you too Mar." He put the phone next to me and I said bye loudly to the phone.

I heard the sound of the phone being set on the glass table. I could feel his eyes burn a hole into my skin, feeling hotter than the sun tanning me.

I turned my head and fluttered my eyes open. I looked at Grayson with a smile, and he moved closer towards me. "How about I go entertain you in the cabin?"

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Grayson caressed my thigh as I laid on my side sweat glistening off our bodies. The sheets hung low on his waist, as it pressed against my chest. I looked at all his tattoos and how his body hasn't changed in years. Maybe he's a little more buff, but he still looks young.

I giggled feeling him move my body on top of his. I bit my lip straddling him as he held my waist. "Why can't we be like this all the time?" He asked with a dramatic sigh, I laughed running my fingers through his hair. "Because we're a normal married couple."

"Nothing is normal about us Angel." He smirked, I moved to lay on him to rest my head on his chest. "We should visit Tessa in Boston one day, there's this Chinese restaurant she's dying to show me."

He looked down at me and I traced small circles on his chest. I was trying to find a way to get us to go to Cambridge. I wanted to know why they're meeting there all the time.

"We gotta go before it starts to snow. I'm sure the kids would be happy to see her." I smiled knowing how easy it would be to convince him. I looked up at him watching him play with my hair while he looked at the ceiling.

He has that thinking face on, I always wished I could know what was going on up there. The cabin phone rang ending his thoughts, he leaned over to answer the phone. "It's work, I'll be back." I pouted moving so he could get up. He kissed me grabbing his shorts off the floor.

He slipped on his shorts and walked out the room. I blew out a breath turning the TV on. I tapped my finger on the remote and got up putting on a robe.

I started looking for a dress for dinner, and saw Graysons bag on the side. I never knew what he packed. He'd always get what he needed without me seeing and zipped it up shoving it in the corner.

I eyed the bag resisting the urge to look through his stuff. I leaned to see if he was inside yet. I quietly opened the bag seeing some clothes and his laptop.

Nothing bad, why am I worrying so much? I moved my hand lower and felt something cold and hard. I froze and felt my stomach drop. I grabbed it and pulled it out seeing a sleek black gun with a white small towel around it. The towel had blood on it and I felt my heart rate increase.

I shoved it back in It's place zipping the bag up. I saw I had blood on my hand and ran to the bathroom to wash it off. I walked back into the closet to move his bag back where it was. I heard the sound of the door opening and hurried to erase my trace of snooping.

"Angel?"
"I'm in the closet!" I yelled out acting as if I was looking for a dress for tonight. I felt him wrap his arms around my waist, kissing my shoulder. I felt my stomach twist in guilt. My eyes leaned to the bag in the corner.

Why the hell does he have a gun? And why is there blood on it?

"I have some stuff to take care of on the ship, you should get ready for dinner while I'm gone" He said softly feeling his lips trail my shoulder to my ear lobe. I leaned my head to find more access and bit my lip nodding my head.

"So you're going to pass on the shower invitation?" I turned in his arms to face me wrapping my arms around his neck. He chuckled looking down at my lips. "I'll rain check it." He kissed me softly and tapped my butt with a smirk. He walked out of the room, and I felt the need to search it.

I stopped myself from going any deeper than I already was. What the hell is Grayson doing? 
It made my body cold, I hated being in the dark of Graysons actions. Then again, he doesn't know what I do without him as well.

In a way I guess we're even.

Authors note~~

Heyyyy ok I'm sorry I haven't been updating I know
I'm trying but I'm just a zombie atp😩

Anyways here's a sort of filler for you guys while I try and work up some more!!!! Bye❤️