Sweet Billionaire Stepbrother(50)
Grayson got out of the car and walked around to open my door for me, helping me out. Smiling down he held out his arm so I could entwine mine with his. I loved how he acted like a gentleman. Good old fashioned manners turned me on something fierce.
As we entered the building I could hear the noisy chatter of excited children. Balloons and a large sign reading “Welcome” decorated the large open reception area. Children of all ages—some in wheelchairs, others using crutches or with casts—were chattering away, their glee and anticipation clear on their lovely little faces.
Walking further into the room, all eyes were on us. Some of the younger kids clapped and cheered, giving us a warm welcome.
I smiled back as graciously as I could, swallowing the lump in my throat as I looked around the room. Some kids wore bandanas on their naked heads. It broke and warmed my heart to see that, in spite of their illness, they were all in good humor. Some adults could learn a lesson from sick children. I had witnessed most kids bearing their agony with acceptance and dignity, unlike some of the adults I have come across.
Like my little patient, Carmen. I’d learned so many lesson in humility from that one little girl alone.
A hush fell over the room. Silence when only seconds ago it sounded like chaos.
I spun around to see who could command such awestruck expressions.
Oh my goodness. The Duchess of Cambridge was walking up the stairs behind me with two burly men a few steps behind her. My gaze flew to Grayson who stood there grinning at me with his arms folded across his chest.
Stunned, I watched as Kate entered the room, her beautiful smile warm and genuine as she approached us. She crouched down to talk to some of the children, hugging a little girl and ruffling a boy’s hair. I could understand why everyone adored her. A natural grace and charm rolled off her and by the time she reached us, I knew that the sympathy she felt for those sick kids was genuine.
I swallowed hard. Grayson had listened when I’d jokingly expressed one of my wildest wishes. How he had pulled it off, I had no idea. Gratitude and amazement washed over me that he’d go to incredible lengths to please me and not only just where sex was concerned, but far beyond that. Could any man be more perfect?
How the hell am I not supposed to love him even more for doing this?
Our eyes met and I mouthed the words ‘thank you’ to him. He smiled and nodded his head ever so slightly by way of acknowledging me.
The afternoon flew by all too fast. Having tea at the hospice whilst royalty visited was beyond anything I’d ever dreamed. I did learned that Grayson had pledged a large amount of money to the hospice and that was how he managed to get us invited to the event. Grayson laughed when my jaw dropped at the amount of money he’d donated.
“What good is it being a billionaire if I can’t help others? I managed to achieve two goals in one afternoon so that alone makes me a very happy man.” He leaned closer, looking into my eyes as he asked,” Did you like that surprise?”
“I didn’t like it, I loved it! You make me so happy, Grayson.”
This day was turning out beyond anything I could have guessed, it had been perfect in every way.
“It isn’t over yet you know. Tonight will top it all.”
I inhaled sharply. What could he possibly have planned that could beat this? I beamed from ear to ear. I sure was the luckiest girl in all of England, actually in all of the world.
Surprises were becoming my favorite thing.
20: Layla
After we said our goodbyes to the kids, Grayson placed his hand in the small of my back and steered me back to his car. I was pretty exhausted from the emotional day and yet the butterflies in my stomach were fluttering like crazy.
We had to wait till after the Duchess departed before we could leave.
“Time for a nap, baby. Then we can get ready for tonight. Sound good?”
Stretching my limbs, I yawned. “Yeah, a nap sounds perfect. I didn’t know you napped before a da—” Luckily I stopped myself just before I let the word slip out. This wasn’t a traditional date, I really didn’t know what to call it.
Grayson threw back his head and laughed. “Oh yes, a power nap is a wonderful thing. Some of the smartest people in history strongly believed in it, so we are in good company.”
“I know right? I’ve read that both Edison and Einstein regularly napped during the day. If it worked for them, it works for me.” Truth was I needed to recharge my batteries. Being this happy was damn hard work, but I wasn’t complaining.
Back at our little love nest I kicked off my shoes and crawled into bed. The mattress dipped behind me as Grayson followed me. He cuddled into me, lacing his fingers with mine as he kissed my neck. Spooning was fast becoming a favorite of mine—I simply loved it when he held me close as we slept.
An hour later I woke feeling refreshed, but without Grayson. I heard the shower running, so I lay back and stretched my limbs, savoring the few moments I had to myself to recall the magical past few days. They’d be over all too soon and I wasn’t ready for that yet.
Grayson’s soft footsteps sounded a few minutes later. “Hey sleepyhead.”
I cranked one eye open to stare at his naked body as he stood inches from me. Like Pavlov’s dogs I started salivating the instant my gaze fell on his already hard cock. I loved having that beast in my mouth, my lips wrapped firmly around his erection as I brought him nothing but pleasure.