Flair POV
"Do I look alright?" I asked Grayson for what seemed like the hundredth time as we stood outside the Deluca mansion, his hand lightly holding mine, my hand paused as I raised it to knock on the door.
For some strange reason, I was feeling nervous and apprehensive about this dinner.
"You look like your usual beautiful self," he said with a smile "Stop being so nervous. I know you want to make a good impression on Grandfather but you already have."
"I'm worried about Johnathon and Charlotte" I murmured and he sighed, quickly raising his hand and knocking.
"Don't be, you have me" he said tightly.
The door swung open and a nervous maid took our coats and gestured us into the living room. Grandfather stood up "Flair," he said as I stepped forward and hugged him "So nice to se
