“I’d prefer to stay out of the field,” he said, which was inconspicuous enough, since he was studying covert ops. “But I believe I can hold my own against a sharpened shoe, should the occasion arise.” Realistically, he didn’t have any plans, but that wasn’t an acceptable answer for some from his family and of his age. “I’ll probably end up with my father’s organization, hopefully working behind the scenes. I wouldn’t mind going into teaching later on.” Although, to teach others to do the things he never wanted to do to begin with wasn’t exactly appealing. “You can stab somebody without puncturing anything, but, er…I’m sure someone with a stab wound doesn’t care to quibble about the difference.” Grayson didn’t have a favorite weapon in general, but he at least had enough knowledge to fake it. “I don’t know…an umbrella gun, I guess.”
Nina slightly narrowed her eyes at him. Her expectations and Grayson’s words just don’t really add up. “ You know, they always put their best people forward, right? “ No matter how much research she does to spy families, she wouldn’t know what’s behind the scene. “ So, no plan but nothing’s solid. Gotchu. “ Nina couldn’t help but feel her life had already been set for her, the job she was going to take and even the man he was going to marry. She didn’t like it but the honor that comes along with it? She was highly attracted to it. “ That is lame, Grayson. “ Nina teases, notice his heart wasn’t really in it. “ I feel like you would rather be anywhere else than be here. “
