"Her?" Grayson spits out his drink. "She's my wedding date?"

Vanessa nods eagerly. "Yes, her! She's stunning right?"

Safiya takes a step back but keeps her eyes on Grayson.

Grayson jumps off his bar stool. "Right, but where did you guys find her?"

"I met her in college, she's so smart." Vanessa grins, looking from Grayson to Safiya.

Grayson walks towards Safiya. "That's great."

Grant spins his stool towards Grayson, squinting. "You good man?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Grayson says, his voice icy. "Just wasn't expecting her."

I can't ignore the tension building, so I speak. "Have you guys met before?"

Grayson crosses his arms, eyeing Safiya. "I don't know, have we?"

Safiya stands her ground, despite Grayson's menacing glare. "Yeah, for a short time."

"It was so brief that I didn't even realize when she left." Grayson looks away.

"Grayson." Safiya sighs, taking a step closer to him. "It was complicated."

Grayson shrugs. "Whatever, I've had too many drinks to have this conversation right now."

Grant moves next to Grayson. "What happened between you too?"

"We had a little fling." Grayson pinches his fingers close together, indicating how little their romance had been to him. His actions showed otherwise. I can't help but wonder why she left him. I've never seen Grayson lose his cool like this, she must've really hurt him. I start to ponder the idea that she is the reason he doesn't want to have a relationship. I won't be able to tell since I didn't know him before he met her, but it's a very probable theory. I feel guilty for bringing her here if she hurt him as badly as it seems like she did.

Safiya's face falls. "We dated for a few weeks, then I left. It was a very romantic rendezvous, movie-style romance."

Ness is ready to speak right away, asking the questions we're all dying to know the answers to. Her eyes are lit up when she speaks. "That's so cute! Why did you leave?"

"It doesn't matter." Grayson groans and moves back to the bar counter and throws back a shot.

"Can we talk about this in private please?" Safiya pleads with Grayson.

He scuffs. "Do we even have anything to talk about? It seems pretty self-explanatory to me."

She bites her lip, looking like she's about to retract her statement, but ultimately nods in affirmative. "We do, I have a lot to say to you."

He avoids her eyes and shifts the glass back and forth between his hands. "Okay, let's talk."

Safiya wastes no time grabbing his hand and dragging him away. I think she was worried he'd change his mind if she didn't leave with him before he had time to reconsider his decision to go with her. Judging by the glum look on his face, I can't say she'd be wrong.

The three of us stand there awkwardly until Grant breaks the silence. "That was romantic. I love watching a girl tell Grayson what to do, it's about time."

I chuckle. "He never told you about her?"

"Nope, he keeps his relationships top secret." He motions to the seats next to him. "Have a seat ladies."

I take the stool next to him and V sits beside me. "Should we spy on them?" Vanessa asks, her eyes shinning with excitement and the need to know.

"No." Grant says plainly. "I think in this situation we sit here and make uncomfortable small talk."

Vanessa keeps her eyes in the direction of Safiya and Grayson. "Grant, you know I don't do small talk." She complains.

"You ready for the wedding?" Grant ignores her.

Her attention is redirected the second she hears the word wedding. "I'm so ready. I'm excited but I also kind of feel like I'm going to pee myself."

I wink. "Wait till you see her dress, it's insane!" Vanessa smiles at me.

Grant smirks at Vanessa. "Well, now my expectations are very high, it better be the best dress I've ever seen."

"Oh, it won't disappoint." I say, remembering the beautiful gown. It truly was the best in my eyes, but some may say I'm biased.

Just as Vanessa opens her mouth to speak, she is hushed by Grayson's voice. "Yet, you can't prove it."

Safiya trails behind him. "Grayson, it's 10pm, nowhere's open."

He stops and stares back at her. "Then we'll make them open."

"Everything okay?" Vanessa raises an eyebrow.

Grayson laughs coolly. "Ask her, it's her crazy story. You'll probably believe her."

Vanessa looks hurt and it kind of makes me want to punch Grayson. None of this is her fault. "Ouch."

"Sorry, I'm just a little stressed out right now. It's fine though, I'm not in the mood to discuss it." He swallows hard and glances at Safiya.

Grant rolls his eyes and makes a puppy dog face. "Grayson, please tell us what's wrong. We're so upset about it. It's all I'll be able to think about all night tonight."

Grayson sighs. "She's claiming I have a missing child." Grant's face becomes serious. We make eye contact, a knowing glance exchanged between us.

I jump up. "What?! Is that possible?"

Safiya shifts, clearly uncomfortable. "I found out that I was pregnant when I was with Grayson, but my parents found the positive test and made me give the baby up for adoption and move away from Grayson before I could even say goodbye."

"That's ridiculous!" Grant comes up behind me. "Why didn't your parents allow you to keep it or at least tell Grayson?"

She gently touches Grayson's back, a simple but powerful gesture. He jumps at her touch. "My parents are very strict and didn't believe in having a kid out of wedlock. Especially if you're only together for a few weeks, like Grayson and I were." She eyed Grayson. He adamantly shakes his head as if to insinuate she's nuts. "They also didn't want me with Grayson, they thought he was a bad influence because I'd run away to his house all the time and come home drunk."

Grant makes a face. "That's a little old fashioned don't you think? Tell your parents to get with the times."

Grayson looks at Safiya and I see his expression soften. "You actually believe her? Come on G, I'd know if I had a kid."

Grant scuffs. "Gray, it's possible. I've been thinking Prince looks a lot like you."

"He looks nothing like me! He literally has a brown eye."

Grant hits him upside the head. "Name another difference dummy."

Grayson just looks stumped. "This is ridiculous."

"How long ago was all this?" I ask him, unable to fight my curiosity.

He and Safiya exchange a look before she answers. "Almost two years ago."

I meet Safiya's gaze. "I'm so sorry you had to go through all of that alone. I can't imagine what that pregnancy must've been like."

"You're buying this too?! I expected better from you." Grayson shakes his head at me.

"I knew what I was getting myself into." She stares at her feet. "My only regret is letting them get rid of our baby."

Grayson's eyes grow so large I think they might pop out of their sockets. "Wow, our baby, that's crazy!" He speaks more to himself than to any of us. "Stop saying that."

Grant smirks. "I can hack into the police database and find out what's going on."

"Wanna tell them you're lying yet?" Grayson looks at Safiya. Grant's going to make you look really stupid."

Grant pretends he doesn't hear him and sings the song playing on the radio; Rockstar by Grant's favorite singer Nickelback. "I'm through with standing in line to clubs I'll never get in. It's like the bottom of the ninth, and I'm never gonna win."

Grant stops and Grayson jumps in as if they've rehearsed it. "This life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be."

"That hits hard right now, doesn't it?" Grant chuckles.

Grayson punches Grant in the arm. "Shut up dufus."

"Remember when we would karaoke to that song?"

Grayson nods empathetically. "How could I forget? It was a tradition."

I can't help but comment on their little bromance. "Awe, you guys as the cutest! You guys love each other, don't you?"

"Anyways, yeah man, I'll start searching tonight." Grant takes a sip of his drink.  "I'll have the results sent straight to you."

Grayson beams, the excitement evident on his face. "Thank you. I can't wait to put this to rest."

"We have a child." Safiya teases him.

"You might have a child, but I don't have a child."

Grant joins in. "That's a scary thought, Grayson can't even clean himself."

Safiya presses her face against Grayson's chest. "He smells pretty clean to me." For the first time, I see Grayson crack a smile.

I laugh and elbow Grant. "It looks Grayson has a cheerleader. You may have to learn to play nice."

"Ah, but so do I." Grant looks me up and down. "Wanna go for a walk hot stuff?"

I lace my arm through his. "We'll be back guys."

"I'm leaving." Vanessa interjects. "I need all the sleep I can get for tomorrow."

I untangle my arm from Grant's and wrap my arms around her. "It's going to be amazing, I can't wait to see you all dressed up and in love."

Her lips curve upward. "Thank you, I'll see you then. Bye guys!" She waves us all goodbye.

"Let's go." Grant squeezes my waist making me jump.