Her Filthy Grump by Alexia Chase

Author:Alexia Chase [Chase, Alexia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-09-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-One

Layla

I grab my strappy sandal and hop on one foot throughout the living room while trying to work the strap around my ankle. Before I can get it fastened, my cell phone rings. I growl under my breath. I don’t have time for this. I’m already late. I’m always late.

Instead of racing to the phone, I continue with my mission. Whoever it is can wait. I need to be at Mr. Campos’ house in ten minutes. There’s no time for distractions.

I weave the material through the hook and lock it in place. Once I have both shoes on, I twirl in a circle and let the fabric brush against my legs. Not bad for a night out on the town with an almost eighty-year-old man.

The phone rings again. Who in the hell won’t leave me alone? Kameron? My heart thunders in my chest. Nope. No way am I talking to him.

I run to the coffee table and snatch the rectangular device into my hand. Harbor. Damnit.

You’re full of shit. If he called, you’d drop everything and listen. You can pretend all you want that he hasn’t been on your mind all day.

No–I’m not a homewrecker. I straighten my shoulders and lift the phone to my ear. “Hey, Harbor.”

“What took you so long to answer?” The irritation in her voice rings through the air. “You went out with Kameron last night, and then, all I get is radio silence.”

“He’s an asshole,” I mutter and fall into the sofa. A light coating of dust flips into the air, causing me to sneeze.

“Gesundheit. Did he force himself on you?”

I scrunch my face together. “I said he was an asshole, not a rapist. He was gentle and caring.”

“Tell me more.”

I sigh and prop my feet up on the coffee table. “We went to La Masa’s. It was perfect. We came back here and had sex.”

“Oh, my gosh. I can’t believe it. I’m so happy for you.”

“I was too, until this morning.” The pulse in my temple jumps. “Everything was great until I picked up his phone to turn off his alarm, and he snapped.”

“Why? That doesn’t make any sense.”

“It does if he’s married, and I’m the other woman.” I’m not about to tell her we had unprotected sex. It’s horrible enough I had sex with a married man.

She gasps. “He said that?”

“No. Why would he?”

“Layla Marie Monroe. Stop jumping to conclusions. I can’t believe you think he’s married and didn’t even ask him.”

My face heats. “You think I should ask?”

“Yes. You should ask. Maybe there’s a perfectly good explanation for why he flipped out when you touched his phone.”

“Like what?” I roll my eyes. “It’s a family heirloom, and he was afraid I’d drop it on the floor and break it.”

“Yeah. That sounds completely logical. As logical as he’s married with a family in Kansas City and sleeping with you behind this amazing woman’s back.”

“Fine. Make me sound like I’m overreacting.” I smile for the first time all day. Maybe there’s a rational excuse.

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