Chapter 92 Rude & Possessive Man
Quinn’s POV
I looked at Grayson in disbelief. I squeezed his fingers as we walked. “Grayson, you’re just making your mum hate me even more. I gotta tell her the truth.”
“No. You did the right thing. Trust me,” he replied.
I looked back. "She really isn't coming in."
"Not yet. Once she calms down, she'll come in."
"You're very confident. But I don't think this will end well."
Grayson finally stopped. He faced me and held my shoulders. "Trust me. I'm her son, so I know how my mother behaves. If you answer everything honestly, she'll just corner you."
Grayson sighed and stroked my hair gently. "Just so you know, she's also lying about the noise we made. You'll find out when you come into my room later."
"But even so, that's just a white lie. Whereas what you said about the time we dated is a big lie. I also haven't answered about my parents' business."
"We'll talk about that tomorrow. Okay?"
I was reluctant to agree.
"Quinn, we're already here. At least we should rest here, and my advice is that if you want to say anything else, continue tomorrow after breakfast. Only then will I take you out."
"Why?"
"Because my mother's answer might be more painful. So it's better to hear it tomorrow than now when you're about to go to sleep."
I looked back once more. "Is it okay to sleep when your mother is still out there?"
"Yeah, it's okay. She's smoking, I'm sure."
"Smoking? I didn't know your mother liked to smoke."
Grayson chuckled. "It's not that she doesn't do it when I'm not around. She's been doing it since her relationship with my father went sour. Maybe as an emotional relief."
"Oh Grayson, I think your mother is quite lonely. And that might be why she's so strict about choosing a woman for you. Maybe she doesn't want your marriage to end up like hers."
Grayson looked back too. "I know that. She's lonely, but if I stay here with her, it will only worsen our relationship." Then he looked at me with a very gentle gaze. "If she doesn't want my marriage to end like hers, she should let me marry the person I love, not the woman she chose for me."
Grayson suddenly kissed my forehead. "My parents got married because they were arranged to. That's why they are like this."
Oh, this was quite a surprising thing to hear today. Because as far as I knew, Grayson's parents loved each other. At least that's what was reported in several electronic media out there.
"Mr. & Mrs. Talon are proud to have a son like Grayson, the result of their loving marriage." That's what I read. And that's what made me think that way.
I stroked Grayson's cheek. Lately, seeing him makes me sad and want to cry. I still can't believe that someone as strong and tough as Grayson on the outside is actually hiding so many wounds.
Grayson took my hand and brought it to his chest. "You can feel it, right? My heart is beating very fast. And that's only when I'm with you."
"So that's why you rejected Kelly? Because you were arranged to be together?"
"And because there are no feelings left for her." Grayson then kissed both my hands. "My life goes on. I don't want to waste my time loving someone who doesn't love me."
"But why didn't you stop chasing me when you knew I didn't love you? At first, I mean."
"Because you are my fated mate. I knew it when we first met. So of course I wouldn't stop trying to get you."
I opened my mouth wide. "So you've had your eye on me from the start?"
"Well, you could say that. That is, if you believe me."
"Of course I believe you!"
I might not have believed him before because he looked like a playboy. But now, after my first feelings arose, I believed that Grayson wasn't lying. My image of him had also changed.
Now, in my eyes, he was a mature, gentlemanly, and very possessive man. He was the definition of perfection, if there was such a thing. That was how I saw him now.
"Alright, now we'd better go to my room."
"Okay. But tomorrow, let's make sure we wake up early."
"What for?"
"To make her breakfast? Maybe that will help her like me."
"Sure. But I suggest not. Why? She’ll judge your cooking."
"It's fine," I replied quickly. "I'm immune to criticism. So it really doesn't matter."
"Okay if you insist, Quinny. Hopefully we can wake up earlier."
"Of course we can. Why not?"
Grayson suddenly lifted me up. "Because we're going to have a tough workout today."
I immediately looked around and covered Grayson's mouth. "Shhh, you can't say it too loudly. Your mum will get mad if she hears it."
"Let her. After all, what do you expect from two adults, of different gender, sleeping in the same room, in the same bed, and in love? Play chess? No way. They'd rather lick and suck. Isn't that right?"
"Grayson! Lower your voice!" I shook my head in disbelief. This man, almost 31 years old, really had no filter. Oh my gosh.
Grayson chuckled. "Let's go, Quinny. Get ready for this special night."
"Stop right there, Grayson!"
My body immediately tensed at the thunderous voice of Grayson's mother. It was made worse by Grayson's refusal to put me down.
"Have you changed your mind, ma?"
"You can't sleep in the same room with her. Let her sleep in the guest room."
"What? I won't agree with you, ma. She’s my girlfriend, not a stranger. Why should we sleep separately? Don't joke around at this hour because I'll take it seriously."
"I'm not joking," replied Mrs. Talon. She looked at me with annoyance. "I don't want her to get pregnant with your child."
I didn't expect Grayson to kiss me.
Okay, this was the craziest thing he had ever done. Disobeying his mother right in front of her.
"Grayson!"
Grayson ended our kiss by licking my lips. "It's too late, ma. Quinn and I have made love many times. More times than you can count. And yeah, I do want to have her child. If you don't want that, then it's fine."
Mrs. Talon looked even more heated. I could almost see smoke coming out of her ears.
Meanwhile, Grayson, completely unfazed, picked me up onto his shoulders and patted my butt. "I can't wait to get you pregnant, Quinny."