Flair POV
"Rachel," I said surprised, opening the door wider and welcoming her in "I was going to call you and see how you were going. This is a pleasant surprise" I added, as she walked in and confidently put her bag down, removing her sunglasses and peering at me closely.
"Is something wrong?" I asked as she continued to observe me.
"You tell me," she said cryptically "Grayson make any declarations lately?" she asked.
I was confused "Declarations?" I asked, following her into the kitchen where she proceeded to start the coffee maker and grab two mugs "What sort of declarations?"
"Hmmm," she murmured "I guess not. What a shame," she said filling the mugs and then grabbing milk from the fridge to put in both.
"Would you tell me what you are on about?" I asked and she laughed, putt
