Chapter 11 [Edited Up To This Point]

Srry the note in the [ ] is just a reminder for me so I know how far I got when I edited.

G R A Y S O N

As I got ready for work Jean appeared in my doorway, wearing a suit himself. I looked at him through the mirror.

"What are you dressed up for?" I asked with a smile.

"I'm going down to the construction site to check out how it's all going." He smiled.

"I wish I could come." I turned to face him.

"But you have a job."

"Yeah." I sighed, faking sadness. I actually liked my job so far. It's been about two weeks since I startes the job, two weeks since Jean and I's first kiss, and a week before Jean leaves for France.

I finished tying my tie- Jean finally taught me- and smiled at him, "Do you think Rhys will let me take a week off in two weeks?"

Jean smiled at me, "You really want to come with me?"

"Yeah, I want to meet your family if, ya know, we are going to be a thing now." I said and he wrapped his arms around me.

"I think Rhys will let you have the week off, go ahead and ask him today at work."

We pulled away and kissed for a brief moment.

"Are you ready?" He asked.

I bit my lip and nodded, "Yep." I answered and we walked down stairs to the car where Jean's new driver, Harry, was waiting.

He dropped me off at the restaurant first, Jean gave me a kiss on the cheek before I got out, making me smile wide.

I walked in and found Katherine smiling wide, "What are you so happy about?" I asked a smile still on my face.

"You and Jean are so cute!" She practically screamed, "I'm so surprised the media hasn't found out about you yet."

I didn't tell her about it, she just knew. She found out a week ago.

I nodded, "I'm actually quite surprised myself."

"What would you do if it was on the media?"

"I don't know, it's not like it would hurt either one of us."

"True."

I suddenly remembered that I needed to ask for vacation time, "Is Mr. Dellavedova in his office?"

She nodded, "What do you need to talk to him about?"

"I'm going to ask for a week off in two weeks."

She gasped, "Why?" She pouted.

"I'm going to France with Jean for his brother's birthday."

She gasped, this time with a huge smile, she was so dramatic, "That's so cute! Go ask for a vacation!" She pushed me to his office.

I knocked on the door and waited for an okay before I walked in.

"Grayson." He smiled at me, "What brings you in here?"

"Well Mr. Dellavedova, I'm here to ask for a week off in two weeks."

"What for, if you don't mind me asking."

"I'm going to France with Jean." I said simply.

"Okay, I'm okay with you taking that week off. You have been present and on time every other day so I see no other reason not to." He smiled.

Thank you, sir." I smiled back.

"Have a good day Grayson."

"You too." I walked out and back to Katherine.

"What did he say?" She asked clapping her hands and placing them to her lips.

"He gave me the vacation days."

"Yay!" She cheered as if it were benefiting her, "I'm happy for you!" She smiled.

"Well thank you."

"Of course." She said wrapping her arms around me.

I still wasn't a big hugger but I hugged her after a second of being stiff.

* * *

After work, Harry was waiting out front with the limo.

I climbed inside and found Jean sitting in the seat beside me smiling.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh nothing, do you have anything planned later tonight?"

Now I was smiling, "No."

"Good, I'm taking you out for dinner."

"Where?"

"It's a surprise."

I rolled my eyes, "Fine."

* * *

"Grayson, come on, we are gonna be late." Jean shouted from down stairs.

I walked down stairs and smiled, "Lets go."

We climbed into to limo and Harry drove us to the restaurant.

Once we arrived I figured out that Jean had reserved seats at a five star Italian restaurant.

My eyes widened, "I have always wanted to come here." I smiled at him and wrap my arms around him.

We walked inside, hand in hand, the lady immediately recognized us.

"Right this way." she smiled brightly.

We walked to an elevator and we rode up to the roof, the twentieth floor.

I stared at Jean the whole time with a huge smile on my face.

Once the doors to the elevator opened I was met with a beautiful view of the city. But there was something even more beautiful in the center of the roof.

There was lights surrounding a table with a vase of roses and candles as a center piece. There was already food and drinks on the table. I smiled at Jean as the hostess went back down on the elevator, no longer needed.

"It's amazing. Thank you." I spoke lightly.

"Of course." he smiled.

I brought our lips together, my hand at the back on his neck. This kiss was sweet and passionate. I pulled away and we sat down.

"What is this?" I asked pointing at the food.

"Just try it." he smiled and took a bite of his own.

I put a forkful of it in my mouth, the taste was amazing, "This is good."

"I knew you would like it."

I looked at the drink and noticed it had small bubbles that lined the small glass that held the light yellow liquid, "What is this?" I asked picking up the glass and slowly spinning it around.

"It's champagne."

"Jean! I'm underage." I tried not to scream.

"And who's going to see?" he questioned taking a sip of his own glass.

I narrowed my eyes at him and took a small sip. As the liquid hit my taste buds my eyes widened at the amazing taste.

"I knew you would like it, this is the best made."

Thank you." I smiled and continued eating.

Once we were done eating I walked to the edge of the roof and looked down at all the lights and cars driving down the road.

"It's so beautiful, isn't it." Jean said wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his head on my shoulder.

"Yeah." I smiled lightly and leaned my head back against his shoulder.

I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck, his arms still around my waist.

"Thank you for this amazing night." I whispered to him and kissed his cheek.

"Anything for you." He pecked my lips and I smiled.

I rested my head on his shoulder and took in his strong scent, "Are you ready to go home."

I nodded, not really wanting to let go.

I pulled away but Jean kept one arm around me as we walked down to the limo.

Once we got back to the house I changed and walked to Jean's room. He was laying in bed with his sweats, no shirt, reading.

"Grayson." he smiled and put his book away.

"Can I sleep in here with you?" I asked messing with the strings on my pants.

He nodded, "Of course, come here."

I walked over to the other side of the bed and climbed in. He wrapped one arm around me and I placed my head on his chest, listening to his beating heart.

That's how I fell asleep, his beating heart and rhythmic breaths.

I'm sorry it took a little longer than I thought to edit the rest of the story but I did manage to finish this chapter so you didn't have to wait until tomorrow! :) Also I'm deleting the authors note, there's no point in leaving it up.

I hope you liked it!

Thanks so much for reading Lovlies! :*

~Beatrice