Page 67 of Grumpy Sunshine

“So not only did you steal my daughter away from me, but you also stole my inheritance?”He laughed sardonically.“I don’t care what I have to do to you, Trini Cowan.But I’ll spend the rest of my life making sure that yours is miserable.”

Sixteen

I totally believe in annoyed at first sight.

—Aella to Cakes

AELLA

Okay, so admittedly, I probably should’ve stayed away from Chevy Clayborne.

If only because I now had the same flu that he had.

I left early from work, well and truly dragging.

I just hoped that Chevy was there so we could be miserable together.

When I got into the lot—for once being able to use my parking spot because I wasn’t worried about my car not starting—I saw that there was a plethora of cars parked around and near my spot, but mine was actually open.

I pulled right into it, shut the car off, and practically forced myself out of the car.

By the time that I hit the landing to my apartment, I thought that I might pass out due to the exertion of climbing the stairs.

That pause that I did outside of my apartment door allowed me to hear the words coming from inside my apartment.

“So not only did you steal my daughter away from me, but you also stole my inheritance?”Someone laughed disdainfully.“I don’t care what I have to do to you, Trini Cowan.But I’ll spend the rest of my life making sure that yours is miserable.”

One, why was my mother in my apartment?

Two, why was there a strange man with her?

Because I was now deathly afraid of what I’d find in my apartment, I pulled out my phone and did the craziest thing I’d ever done.

I called Chevy instead of the police.

He answered on the fourth ring.

“Hey,” he said, sounding out of breath.

“There’s someone in my apartment,” I breathed, shaking slightly.

There was a moment of silence, and then the door to my place opened and Chevy was standing there, shirtless, hair mussed, and eyes puffy and red.

Any other time, I would’ve checked out his amazing upper body—so many muscles—but not this time.

I was scared and about to pass out because I was losing steam fast.

He frowned when he saw me and reached for me.

The way his hand curved around my body had butterflies taking flight in my belly.

“Your mom showed,” he said.

I touched my skin to his and immediately regretted it.

My skin hurt to the touch, and he was so hot he was blazing.

“You’re running a fever,” I muttered as I scooted toward him pathetically.

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