18 The mall - I

Miguel dropped her home. As he opened had over she wondered if she was supposed to give him the bracelet back. Would he ask? If he did not, was she supposed to give it to him on her own? 

"It was wonderful having you by my side for tonight," he smiled as they stood outside her door, "thank you."

She smiled and Chuckled nervously. "Would you like to come in?" She had no idea what to do if he did. 

"No, thank you," he denied, " I have to—'

The door opened and her grandmother, Lorelai stepped out. She narrowed her eyes and had her boss and Grace gulped. 

"You are hot." 

Miguel nodded, "Thank you." 

"I'm a milf." Lorelai looked at him up and down before pointing inside. "I am a sugar momma too. I am looking for a baby."

Miguel did not react and that scared Grace slightly. "Well that is unfortunate because I have one at the moment."

Lorelai narrowed her eyes. "I have a swarovski membership."

Grace's eyebrows shot up. Did they offer that? 

"My sugar momma is a billionaire." 

"Damn it!" Lorelai cursed under her breath and turned to Grace. "I can't have him. You do not let go." 

Grace leaned towards Miguel. "She had dementia and she is my neighbour." 

"Don't come inside then." Lorelai spat and looked at Miguel. "Hit me up." 

Miguel nodded. "I will see." 

Grace's shoulder slumped as the door closed. This was the worst interaction her grandmother had had with her friends, not only that but this was her boss. 

Her damn boss. 

She turned to look at him, "Sorry," she muttered sheepishly. That was embarrassing. 

"She was good," Miguel chuckled as he looked down for a quick second, "I think she might be the only interesting senior citizen I have ever talked to." 

"Really?" Grace scoffed in shock. " I think she likes you too." 

"She does." He agreed. "After all she did tell you not to let go of me." 

That made her blush. " So," she cleared her throat, "you have a sugar momma?"

That made me laugh. Miguel nodded as he laughed lightly and stepped closer. "I do, but I could take you up on the offer."

"Why?" Grave teased back. "Want someone younger?" 

"I can use retinol!" Grace jumped and they stepped back looking at the door. "Give me a week and all my little wrinkles would go away." Lorelai continued to shout from the door. 

Grace face palmed herself as Miguel laughed. "I'll be going now," he shook his head to get rid of the smile, "good night." He said as he kissed her cheek. 

"Good night," she whispered and watched me leave. Opening the door to the apartment and closing the door behind her Grace turned to see her grandmother standing in the middle of the living room with her arms folded in front of her chest. 

"So?" Lorelai asked the raised eyebrow, "Did he give an orgasm?" 

"Nana!"

******

The next day was bright. Thankfully, it was holiday for her. Grace needed it desperately to be honest. The first thing she did was make herself coffee. 

Lorelai, her grandmother, was already on the dining table cutting her fruits in the small pieces that her teeth could bear to tear. 

"Old age is a hassle," she shook her head, "here I thought that my children and grandchildren will take care of me but here I am." She looked at Grace dead in the eye and spoke, "Give me kids." 

"No," 

"Die then." 

"Thank you Nana." Grace bowed her head in front of the old woman. "Did you take your medicine?" 

Lorelei narrowed her eyes, "yes I took my medicine but you are in need of some vitamin D." 

Grace moaned in pain. The only day she got off she had to deal with her grandmother who would be constantly talking nonsense. " Do you wish to go to an old age home?" 

The elder woman scoffed, "If you do that I will open an Instagram account and report you. People can be really shitty and mean." She warned before raising high tea cup and drinking it with her little finger up in the air. "Now you're going to leave?" 

"Yup," Grace nodded. She was leaving her house on a Sunday for mental peace even though she did not have kids. 

On second thought, she would rather have kids.