To birth a Grayson

“We had a long flight,mom,Bray must be hungry.”Ivan said to Joan. It was passed eight at night.Joan had already eaten dinner but she quickly signaled the staff to get to work. “A long flight?He doesn’t stay in Texas?”She asked,curiously. “No,Costa Rica.” Joan had so many questions but she wanted to make the little boy comfortable first. She led Braylon to the dining room where different sumptuous meals had been set up. Braylon,Ivan and Joan got seated. “Thank you for the food.”Braylon said and started to eat. Joan’s heart melted at his manners. “How is it,honey?Does it taste good?” Braylon nodded.”It’s delicious.It’s like the pasta mommy makes.Daddy makes bad pasta.” Joan couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m taking cooking lesson,Bray.You’ll be more than impressed the next time I cook for you.” Braylon cringed and Joan laughed more. This child was really Ivan’s son.There was no doubt. And from then on,Joan got along well with him.She even offered to give him a bath and put him to bed. She cou