Page 101 of Grumpy Sunshine

My belly started to flutter with nerves.

I was meeting his entire family.

Though I’d already met Keely and Cutter, as well as their spouses, I hadn’t met Copper or their grandfather, whom they all referred to as ‘Pops.’

Chevy’s warm hand engulfed mine, and I felt the best I’d felt since I left him this morning.

It was weird.

On one hand, I wanted to be this strong, independent woman that didn’t need to depend on anyone to make herself feel complete.

But then there was the other hand, probably the one Chevy was holding right now, that felt happier.More complete.More everything.

I liked how I felt when I was with him.

I liked how he always protected me.

I liked how he made my heart beat fast.

I liked the constant state of butterflies in my belly that would take flight each time he gave me a smile.

I liked even more that he reserved his smiles only for me.

I’d yet to see him smile at anyone other than me, even his own family.

He was amused by them.He loved them.But he didn’t expend the effort of smiling toward them.

So what did that mean?

Did he like me as much as I liked him?

No, like wasn’t a strong enough word.

I didn’t just like him.

I loved him.

I adored him.

I wanted him there forever and ever.

A loud, shaky voice said, “Is this your girlfriend, Chevy?”

Pops.

“Sure is, Pops,” Chevy said as he came to a stop to watch his grandfather climb out of a Porsche 911.

A Porsche.

Wow.

“Ahh,” Pops said.“Nice to meet you.I can see why he likes you.You got those baby birthing hips.”

I blinked.

I did, but usually no one pointed it out.

Then again, the only elderly that I interacted with on a regular basis were usually hopped up on drugs and didn’t say exactly what was on their mind.

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