Page 73 of Grumpy Sunshine

When he turned around, I practically face planted into his body.

His arms wrapped around me tight and I stayed like that for a long second, enjoying the perfectness of the moment, before asking my next question.

“Did you get my car fixed?”I asked into his chest.

“Yeah,” he said.“Stole it in the middle of the night.Took it to get a tune up.Had five mechanics at Webb’s Garage busting ass to get it done, too.”

I would’ve smiled had I had the energy.

“Thanks,” I said softly.

His hand traveled up the length of my spine, and despite my skin hurting every time he touched it—thanks, flu, for ruining this epic moment—I allowed the contact.

“I can’t believe after all this time I found out that I have a dad.”I shook my head.“This is insane.”

Seventeen

I know my phone can hear me, but the number of weight loss drug ads that I’m receiving makes me think that they can see me, too.

—Text from Keely to Chevy

CHEVY

I woke up with my head pressed between a pair of perfectly pert breasts.

In fact, one was so close to my mouth that all I had to do was lift my chin and I could suck one of those perfect nipples right into my mouth.

Though I’d have liked to have stayed where I was, my phone had rung, which had been what had woken me in the first place.

I slowly disentangled myself from Aella’s hold—her arms were wrapped around my head for some reason as she held me to her—and picked up the vibrating phone on the nightstand.

I walked out of the room and into the living room before answering it quietly.

“Clayborne,” I said gruffly.

“Chevy, this is Tayla,” the night shift surgery coordinator said chipperly.“We had a mass casualty incident, and we have a ton of patients en route.It’s all hands on deck.”

I groaned.“I’ll be there.”

“Thanks,” she said.“I gotta try a few others real quickly.I hope they can come in.”

I headed back to the bedroom and went for my sweats and t-shirt, the only thing I’d been living in for the last five and a half days, and slipped them on.

“What’s going on?”Aella mumbled.

“Mass casualty incident,” I answered as I watched her stretch, the t-shirt she was wearing rising up the length of her body to expose her ass, and those cute little black panties that barely covered it.

“Oh,” she yawned.“What time is it?”

“No idea,” I admitted.

Her phone buzzed, and she reached over and picked it up, displaying her perfectly round ass in an even better light.

I had to thank the city of Dallas for putting in such great street lights in this section of town.

When I’d been trying to go to bed last night, I’d cursed it.But I definitely had a different opinion now.

“Hey, Tayla.Yes, I can come in.”She paused.“Really?”

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