Chapter 14

J E A N

Grayson was sound asleep on my shoulder when we landed on my family's private air strip.

I lightly kissed Grayson's head and whispered to him, "We're here."

His eyes fluttered open as he shifted up. He popped his neck and smiled at me.

He looked so cute with his ruffled hair and red cheek from the way he was laying on my shoulder.

I brought my lips down to his in a quick kiss.

"Come on, lets go see my family." I smiled.

His eyes widened in realization, "How bad do I look?"

"You look perfect."

He narrowed his eyes at me, "Where's a mirror?"

"You don't believe me?" I faked a pout.

He rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone, looking at the black screen for a reflection.

He shot me a glare and began fixing his hair and trying desperately to get rid of the red mark on his cheek.

I chuckled and ushered him out of his seat, "It's time to get off now."

He sighed and climbed out of the seat.

I wrapped my arm around him as we walked off the jet.

My mother stood there a huge smile on her face.

"Jean!" She ran to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. I let go of Grayson and wrapped my arms around her waist, picking her up for a second.

"I missed you baby." She kissed my cheek.

"I missed you too." I smiled.

She turned to look at Grayson, "You must be Grayson."

"Yes ma'am." He nodded.

"Oh please, don't call me ma'am that makes me sound old," she smiled at him, "Call me Charlotte."

He smiled and nodded. I wrapped my arm around him again.

"Come on, your siblings are waiting anxiously at the house." My mother said kindly.

I nodded and we walked to the car. Grayson climbed in beside me and we drove back to the house.

Once we got there I could tell Grayson was nervous, "It's going to be fine." I whispered to him.

G R A Y S O N

I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath, replaying Jean's words in my head.

I should believe him, he knows his family and his is more sure of how they will react than me.

I leaned my fore head against his shoulder and took in a deep breath, letting his strong scent take over. I felt better.

We got out of the car and I was nearly knocked down with the sight in front of me.

There was acres and acres of land laying in front of me, filled with perfectly cut grass and many beautiful trees.

When I turned to see the house I stared with my mouth wide open. It was a mansion, beautifully crafted with decorations carved into the walls.

"It's beautiful isn't it." Jean whispered to me.

I only nodded, still admiring the beautiful land before me.

"You haven't even seen the inside yet." He smiled and guided me to the front door that was on top of a small flight of concrete steps.

Charlotte was right behind us, guiding the men with our luggage.

We got inside and I was faced with beautiful marble floors and a chandelier that hung right above the entrance. It looked like a miniature ball room.

We walked straight, through another threshold of some sort. We walked right into what seemed to be the living room where his family was waiting.

As I saw them all sitting on the couch it looked like something out of a movie. The way they sat and the way they looked was too good to be true.

The men wore nicely tailored suits just like Jean and I. Violetta wore a stunning red dress that looked absolutely beautiful on her.

She was the first on to get up and run to Jean, "Jean." She cheered as she wrapped her arms around him.

"You look beautiful." He said to her.

Thank you." She turned to me and Jean introduced me.

"This is Grayson."

Her face lit up, "It's so nice to meet you." She wrapped her arms around me in a deadly hug.

I was stiff for a minute before finally placing my hands on her back.

"Violetta, that's enough." Jean said.

She pulled away and blushed, "I'm sorry, I'm just really happy to finally meet you. Mother told me about you and I knew I had to meet you." As she stood in front of me I got to get a good look at her. She was a beautiful woman, with little make up on you could really enjoy her true beauty. Her hair was a light blond that framed her prefect face, she looked like she could be a model. Her sweet personality was just the cherry on top.

I smiled, "It's okay. I'm happy to meet you too."

Jean's brothers walked up next, giving him a hug and saying their hi's. Then they turned to me and I was introduced to Basile first, "I'm Basile." He had brown hair and chocolate brown eyes and I stern look that seemed to be plastered to his flawless face. The La Boussière's seemed to have that flawless look to them.

"Nice to meet you." I smiled and shook his hand.

He forced a smile and walked back to the couch.

Next I met Célian, "I'm Célian, it's nice to meet you Grayson." She smiled kindly and I could definitely understand why girls swooned over him. He had the same brown hair and brown hair as his brother but his face was kind. The way he looked at you made it seem like you were the only one on the room.

I shook his hand kindly and went back to the comfort of Jean's arms.

Just then Charlotte walked in, "I see everyone has met. How about I start dinner." She smiled and looked over to Violetta, "Sweetie can you help."

"Of course." She smile sweetly and followed her mother to the kitchen.

As the walked away I couldn't help but realize how much they looked alike. Violetta had her mothers emerald green eyes and blond hair. They had the same innocent looks and stunning figures. Even in Charlotte's older age you could still see signs of youth lingering.

The La Boussière's were a flawless family that I was happy to finally meet.

"Grayson and I are going to go upstairs and unpack. We will be back down for dinner." Jean said and we walked up to our room.

Our luggage was on the bed and ready to be unpacked.

We started unpacking, "I like your family." I smiled as I stuffed some sweats in a drawer.

"I told you they would like you."

"Does Basile ever smile?" I asked looking at Jean.

He chuckled, "I've only ever seen him smile once, we were taking a family photo and my mother threatened to smack him if he didn't."

I laughed, "Really?"

"Yeah, like I said my mother is sugar and spice."

I laughed harder, his mother sounded amazing, like some one I wished I could have had raise me.

I had finished unpacking my suitcase and sat on the bed.

"When is Célian's birthday?" I asked, recalling the whole reason we were here in the first place.

"In two days."

I nodded, he came and sat beside me taking my hand in his. I leaned my head against his shoulder and he leaned his head on mine.

We just sat like that until we were called down for dinner.

I was excited to write this chapter and introduce the La Boussière's :)

I hope you liked it!

QotD: I know you just basically 'met' them but who would you say is your favorite La Boussière? Jean, Violetta, Basile, Célian or Charlotte?

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~Beatrice