Page 24 of My Grumpy Alpha

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“What was that?”

“Dancing.” I wink.

“Twirling.”

His smile is adorable, I never thought I’d see the day and I’ve been with him for mere 2 days.

He pulls me back against him, then twirls me again. The press goes wild, cameras are flashing everywhere as we near the end of the carpet.

It was a good run.

Despite him not smiling until the end, I got my job done, so why am I sad?

I’m not paying attention and suddenly trip over my dress and go flying forward, but the minute I think I’m about to hit the final stair, his hand grabs me and pulls me back into him, then dips me low. He doesn’t kiss me, but slowly leans forward and whispers with those amazing full lips and a low growl, “You should really watch where you’re going.”

I gulp.

“N-noted.”

His eyes are full of anger at first, or maybe fear? And then he abruptly pulls me to my feet and grabs my hand as we walk into the venue.

I can barely keep up with him in my heels.

Once we stop at the front door, he reaches for a glass of champagne, hands it to me, and grabs two more.

“Don’t make enemies.”

I’m pretty sure that’s the last time I’ll see him tonight before I hang my head and make the decision to drink a glass of champagne and then make the trek home. I don’t belong in thisworld, and hey at least I have a home, and the champagne tastes incredible.

The way he marches off, you’d think I had the plague or something.

I finish my champagne in no time and reach for another feeling extremely awkward, just standing there like an idiot.

Positives? I have an apartment now.

A beautiful dress.

A grumpy boss? Yes, but he takes care of me well.

I mean, I’m only two days in and he hasn’t thrown a pen at me—yet. I’m just about to finally go when a tall, gorgeous man starts weaving his way through the crowds.

Damn.

He turns to me, dimples on full display, and flashes me a smile

Chapter 9

Chasing Her

ELI

I can’t be next to her. Literally cannot without wanting to bite the fuck out of her skin and then use the same word fuck in another way.

Sweaty bodies.

Skin pressed against skin.

Hydration.