Page 13 of My Grumpy Alpha
“I-I think I’ll just tell Gabe my measurements so we can get right to work.”
He frowns, cocking his head to the side before putting his card back in his wallet.
“Gotta say, I’ve never had anyone turn down an unlimited shopping excursion.”
“I’m not everyone, and I want to prove myself.”
His face goes still as he grips the granite countertop, his fingers dig in.
“What did you do when you got in here?”
“Took a self tour, why?”
He sniffs the air again.
“You didn’t put on perfume or anything?”
I frown.
“I don’t exactly carry that sort of thing in my purse for times like this.”
His eyes roll back and then he squeezes them shut.
“The bags, you should get the bags.”
“Oh, right!” I grab another twenty bags from the hallway and set them on the counter. I have basically everything I need, not just for a starter apartment, but to cook basically anything I could imagine. I even have paper towels! I almost dance when I see all of the cans of food and fresh vegetables. Not only that, butI have a pillow, my very first real pillow in two years, along with sheets, a down comforter, towels. They went all out, and I love it.
Meat!
“Thank you!” I nearly collide into his chest, then stumble forward and do exactly that.
He catches me by the arms.
I grip his biceps back.
I’m so close I can smell him, really smell him… he’s like the outdoors, but warm. His grip intensifies on my body until it’s nearly painful.
Slowly, I look up into his eyes and gulp.
They’re flashing so blue that it looks unworldly, his lips part but nothing comes out. Is he sniffing the air again?
He looks like he’s losing a battle I’m not aware of when he releases me and steps back, hands slightly shaking.
“Sorry, I don’t like being touched. It’s not your fault.” He sidesteps me and bolts toward the door.
“See you at six am!”
What the hell was that?
Chapter 5
Perfect Coffee Order
ELI
They messed it up again.
My coffee order.
