Page 10 of My Grumpy Alpha

I shiver.

I’m not attracted to him. That would be wrong and weird. Instead, I’m just… agitated, he throws me off in a way I wasn’t expecting; it didn’t help that he is so beautiful that I nearly choked on my tongue.

Had he asked me to do some fast math, I would have just stared at him and probably drooled.

So very professional of me.

I take one last bite and wrap everything together with the napkins, then get up and toss everything in the trash.

I don’t realize I’m being watched until I see him.

My boss.

The grumpy alpha dude with a clear personality disorder.

He stares at me for a few seconds, then just leaves.

“Okay,” I whisper under my breath.

“Not weird at all.”

I leave Subway and start walking toward the building, fully aware that since we’re both probably going to the same place that it looks like I’m following him

He walks into the giant glass building.

I follow.

Both of us scan our cards through security and stare at the same elevator even though they literally have eight.

“You ate then?” he finally asks.

“Yeah, I ate an entire sandwich and almost ate the entire store. I think I’m good.”

“Hmmm.” He reaches for my face with his massive hand, then pulls back.

“You probably still need more food. Go sleep. I’ll see you in the morning.”

We get into the elevator and all I can think about is the way he smells. Like the woods, but also like burning incense full of cinnamon.

I want to jump him for no reason other than I’m suddenly so hot I don’t know what else to do with my life. Why does he feel like the cure for everything?

I move closer to him.

He moves away from me.

I take another step.

He looks down and I swear the guy’s so horrified you’d think he just saw a werewolf or something.

“Is that a hair?”

“What?”

“Hair.” He points at his black jacket; his pointer finger is literally shaking.

“I don’t do hair, it freaks me out, hate hair, doesn’t belong on other people unless it’s attached.” He starts to gag and then he points at it.

“I need it gone.”