Page 107 of Grumpy Sunshine

Chevy wasn’t doing anything that the rest of the club wasn’t doing.

Even my father.

I’d thought that maybe I wouldn’t be completely alone because he’d be here, or even Chevy’s brothers would, but I’d been wrong.

Milena had the good sense to stay home, which was why I’d finally broken down and walked out to my car and gotten my schoolbooks.

If I was going to sit alone, I might as well get some homework and studying done.

I’d been doing said homework for over an hour now and had very little left to do when I picked my head up and saw Chevy finally making his way over to me.

Just when I thought I could get a hug, Chevy was stopped by a woman in a red dress that was barely long enough that I didn’t see her pubic hairs.

Anger seethed low in my belly as the woman walked up to Chevy and smiled.

She’d just started to put her hand onto his arm when she asked, “What cologne are you wearing?It smells so great!”

I gritted my teeth, telling myself that I didn’t need to intervene.

I mean, technically, we hadn’t given our relationship an actual title yet.

He may have called me his girlfriend, but I took that as a way to get his grandfather off his back about a girl that he brought to dinner with he family.

Sure, I loved him.

Sure, he was the best sex I’d ever had.

Sure, I couldn’t see myself ever living without him now.

Sure, he stayed over at my place every single night, or we stayed over at his.

However, he hadn’t given me any indication that we were more.

Which meant I shouldn’t have such a high amount of anger swirling through my blood right now.

“It just smells so good!”the woman continued as if I wasn’t about to break her in half over my knee.

“I…”

“It’s called leave him the fuck cologne,” I snarled.“Stop touching him.”

I hadn’t been aware that I’d even moved.

One second, I was writing a review about sanitizing instruments, and the next I was standing next to the woman pointing my finger in her face.

Chevy’s eyes were sparkling as he looked down at me.

Still no expression on his handsome face, but his eyes were all the encouragement that I needed.

“Well, I never…” The woman took a step back from my finger.

I turned, giving the woman my back, and caught Chevy by the lapels of his cut.

Pulling him down to me, I said, “That was uncalled for.”

I finally got a small smile.

My grumpy man, with his perpetual scowl, thawed as he came down to place his mouth on mine.“Are you ready to go home?”

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