Greyson

~ * FOUR YEARS LATER * ~

I'M GOING TO BE LATE

Scarlett is probably angered with me, I can't imagine she'd be happy that her father is tardy to the dinner she worked so hard to plan. The fact that she somehow got Bianca behind a stove is almost impressive and I'm curious to see the outcome.

Today was another busy day, Father and I had meetings back to back. Hamilton has been passing off his share of the Blackstone businesses to me. After Hanna got pregnant he's spent most of his time trying to make amends for treating her so poorly int he past by giving her all the support he can.

So with his share I've become a lot more busy than I appreciated but thankfully we've hired help to take care of the tedious things. Nothing major just the paperwork I don't really want to do, I have to double check in the morning but at least it's just a simple proof read versus doing all of that at once.

I'm due for a vacation, unfortunately, I have to save that for the summer to spend the maximum amount of time with Scarlett.

I arrive at Bianca's home, a more than luxurious but overpriced mansion. One that I've grown comfortable visiting the past few years. The goal was for Scarlett to never see the woman again, and although what she did was out of place, she's still the mother of my child. One that Scarlett worries over constantly.

"Dad!" Scarlett runs out of the estate, watching my car pull into the drive-way from her bedroom window I assume.

Walking over to her I give her a giant hug and kiss on the forehead. "I'm sorry for being late."

"It's okay, mom had to remake the food because she burned the first few batches."

I chucked. "First few?"

"Oh..." She slaps her hands across her mouth. "I wasn't supposed to tell you."

We both walk inside and find ourselves welcomed by a mixture of smells that were both good yet horrible. How can such a perfectionist be so terrible at cooking, the thought was intriguing.

Scarlett drags my with my hand towards the kitchen, where I see Bianca standing next to the counter top with loads of food and mess all around.

"I'm not made to be a housewife, this is absolutely ridiculous." Bianca sighs, slamming the dirty pots into the sink. "Goodness, Scarlett, I hope you're better at this than me when your married.

I frown. "Can we not talk about my only daughter getting married."

"Get over it."

Dismissing her comment I decided to ask the burning question. "So...we ordering takeout or?"

"Already on it's way." She pulls out her phone. "Called them after I ruined the ham."

I nodded. "I'll go change out of these clothes."

"I already laid out your casual wear on the bed." Bianca walks out of the kitchen. "I'll be in the office, I've got a few calls to make."

Scarlett ran off somewhere without me noticing, so I proceeded upstairs and went to the master bedroom. There on the bed was exactly what Bianca said, one of my t-shirts and a pair of my favorite sweats.

I went to take a shower, knowing Bianca she ordered food that would take a numerous amount of time. The last thing I want to do is waste time loitering in my filth. Besides the stressful day I've had, a hot shower was tempting.

When I finish I walk into the closet, Bianca neglected to set aside a pair of briefs so I went into search for a pair. As I did I pass her collection of pricey wigs, there was only four of them, one for any of the few occasion's she attends too. Last week we went to a formal gathering with some friends of hers and she chose the long dark one. It was her favorite one but she doesn't like using it for just anything.

After I slide on a pair of boxers, I head back into the bedroom and put the rest of my clothes on.

"Age only made you more sensual." Bianca speaks out as I shrug my shirt on.

I look over to her. "Can't imagine, seeing as I haven't seen much of the gym lately.

"I'm sure once the summer comes you'll be back in the shape you want to be." She seats herself on the edge of the bed. "For now though I'm not complaining."

I scoff. "Probably one of the only things you don't complain about."

"Such a waste though, let such a beautiful body be wasted on waiting for your princess." She sighs. "Even though she's already pretty serious with that guy."

Immediately I tense up, a reminder that I don't appreciate. Bianca always toys with me in such venomous ways that it's shocking I return here. The last thing I wanted to think about today is Sage's long term boyfriend Travis.

Hudson talked me out of making the guy disappear once I heard of him. We did all sorts of background checks on him and there wasn't any reason to distrust the guy, well that and I had him followed for a few months to be sure he wan't some serial killer.

Sage and I belong together, at least that's what I tell myself.

It's a comfort that I need because some days I'm almost sure I'll never see her again. Especially when I see her social media is filled with pure joy being around him. It was consistent too, he showered her with love that I was an idiot not to give her myself.

"Greyson, I'm not saying you'll ever be together again...but would it really be so bad too-"

I shake my head. "I'm not sleeping with you Bianca."

"I'm not sure why you wouldn't, you're more wound up tighter than a sexually frustrated virgin." She laughs. "I mean you bury yourself in work then come home and give Scarlett the rest of the day until she sleeps, then you just read or watch television until you also go to bed. Aren't you tired of it?"

This woman will be the death of me. "Not interested."

"Its not cheating, Greyson." She stands up and shortens the distance between us. "If she can fuck some random guy she met at college then why can't you take the edge off with the mother of your child."

I rub my forehead. "I made a promise."

"A useless one, what if you never get back together?" She asks.

Now she was pissing me off. "And what if we do? How will she feel knowing I slept with you out of all people? The one who got us here in the first place."

"Give it up, stop blaming me, I just told her what she was scared to face. The only difference is I saved you both a shit ton of time by not dealing with a messy divorce."

I couldn't believe this. "This conversation is over."

"Typical Greyson, running from the truth." Bianca begins to walk away, but stops. "You fight who you are for a girl who doesn't appreciate. When I'm standing right here, accepting of you and your filthy past. If it were me I wouldn't have run away and that's because I'm mature enough to handle a man like you."

Before I could say anything she walks away and I slump onto the bed.

Will she ever come back to me? Or is Bianca right?

Scarlett and I broke her curfew to finish the rest of favorite movie. Bianca was fast asleep from her medicine which meant I'd at least have a peaceful night with my daughter. There's never a dull moment in this household when that woman is out and about.

"Mom tried really hard to make dinner tonight." Scarlett random spouts out. "I think she wanted to impress you."

I lift an eyebrow. "What?"

"She told me that cooking for you was pretty fun, even if she did mess up."

You've got to be kidding me. "Scarlett where is this going?"

"I just think you two should be together again...I know she's made you mad but it couldn't have been that bad since I'm here...right?" Her eyes twinkled with hope and it felt like I was in some sort of parent trap.

Even my own daughter is pushing me to be with that woman.

I sigh. "I've made a promise, Scarlett, I can't go back on it."

"Do you think she'll ever come back?" Her eyes drop to her lap. "I can't tell if I'm happy that mom and dad are getting along, or sad since it happened because Sage left."

This girl is far too observant. "Do you know what the best part of loving someone is?"

"What?"

I smile. "That as long as they're happy, even if they're not with you, you're happy too."

"So you're happy as long as Sage's happy?"

I nod. "Yes ma'am, she deserves it."

"But you deserve it too."

I chuckle. "I'm going to bet everything I own you'll be a lawyer one day, you just know what to say don't you."

The credits of the movie began to play and we both looked at each other. Scarlett was immediately disappointed. She hates sleep, probably one of the few people on this Earth to feel that way.

Since she wasn't going to go on her own whim I stood up and hoisted her up, throwing her over my shoulder. Her laughter was enough to put me at ease from that depressing conversation. So I took her upstairs to her bedroom and placed her on the bed. Tucking her in and giving her a warm kiss goodnight on the forehead.

Once I finished I walked out of the room and closed the door behind me.

It was time for me to head back to my home, I left my keys in the master bedroom so I headed towards there. Making sure to be extra silent since Bianca is a light sleeper and I'd rather not have her bitch at me about her beauty rest.

Quietly I open the door and as soon as I walked inside, there was trouble.

"I'm not too fond of you allowing our daughter to stay up all night." Bianca smiles.

Quickly I turn around. "This has gone too far."

Bianca was not dressed for bed, in fact not only was she wearing lingerie I'm confused she'd own but her favorite wig. The whole ensemble threw me off almost and it was only for an instant that I forgot why I'm against it in the first place.

"We're not going to fight over this anymore, Greyson." She walks over to me. "You will fuck me and you will get over this silly idea of getting back together with Sage. It's not going to happen."

I distance myself from her. "I'm leaving."

"Stop fighting it, I'm sick but not blind, why do you think I chose the grey sweatpants?" She scoffs. "Just let me help you relax, shit, help us both relax."

Fucking hell. "Bianca I said no."

"So you're going to fight the idea of having sex while your princess is more than likely giving a blowjob you taught her too do with another man as we speak?" Her eyes were intent on whatever she was saying. "Tell me how that's fair?"

I chuckle, this is almost comedic. "Scarlett will be staying with me for the remainder of the week. Make sure she's packed and ready to go when I'm finished at work."

"I'm so serious Greyson, if not for you then for fucking me." She throws her arms up. "All these damn trials are exhaustive and they make me feel disgusting, inside and out. My hot ex fucking me is the pick me up I need, either that or coke. But I'd like to remain in my child's life, so sex is the best alternative."

Now she's begging me for sex, when will this woman give up?

The idea was messy and it's not ideal for me to do this in the bigger scheme of things. Yet, that hope Sage will come back is growing less stronger and who actually knows if she'll come back? Maybe Bianca was right, maybe Scarlett was right.

So I sigh. "I'm not doing it that way anymore-"

"I'm literally begging you Greyson, me, out of all people."

I clear my throat. "I'm no longer sleeping with a woman without going through the proper steps, if you and I have sex it has to be right. I will not treat her mother like a floozy, we will go out for dinner and if our sexual attraction is enough for me to be comfortable doing it. Then we'll have sex."

"What an ass." Bianca yanks the wig off of her head and throws it on the bed. "All you're going to do is charm me into falling for you again and if by chance your perfect princess comes along you'll leave me dry and hanging. So what is the point? You'll be treating me like your mistress anyways."

"That's my condition, if sex is that important for you then take the gamble but we're not doing it this way." I tell her firmly. "We're too old not to take sex seriously and I spend all my time here anyways so if Sage doesn't come back and somehow we work it out then Scarlett will get the chance at a full family."

Bianca crosses her arms. "No girl wants to be told that she's a last resort, or that he'll only be with her to please her child. I don't want your fucking pity, leave my home now. My vibrator gives me less problems."

Unfortunately I did feel slight pity on her. "I apologize if that's how it came across but I'm serious, lets go on a date."

"And I'm serious, all I asked for was sex, not to get my heart broken by you again."

That was fair. "Well then there's nothing left to talk about. I'll be going home then."

"Have fun using your hand to please you tonight." She throws on her robe.

I chuckled, opening the door to leave. "I'm pretty sure back in the day you weren't complaining about them."

Before she erupted in anger I closed the door behind me and left to go downstairs. I reach the front door and just as I opened it something interesting happened.

"I'll be ready by eight." Bianca says at the top of the stairway.

At that I closed the door behind me and proceeded home.