Flair POV
Knox and Ian have left the party already. Rachel and Timothy have slipped away, leaving just Grayson and me to ourselves. Flash, bright light temporarily blinds me and I turn to see that Grayson's face is mutinous as the photographer holds up his camera, continuing to take pictures of the two of us, without apology or remorse.
"Grayson, he's taking photos of everyone" I soothed, seeing the anger on my husband's face.
He frowns and then relaxes. A voice comes from behind us "Grayson, Flair, if you will just join us, Grandfather has insisted on getting a family photograph done" Charlotte's voice was scathing.
Grayson sighs. I hold his hand and we obediently follow behind Charlotte who is smirking and sashaying to the house. Evidently, we weren't having our photo taken outdoo
