Chapter 10
Don’t get mad, get even
Lucille
After my little run-in with Grayson, I did my best to show him I’m a force of nature in someone’s life. He proved to be a Gray. He scheduled me to do mandatory inventory with him. What the hell?
Is it his goal in life to make me miserable with inventory?
I walked towards the back. Oh, look, who’s here? Mr. mood swing, himself.
“Nice of you to join me,” he said.
“Nope.”
“Too bad.”
He smirked. I swear I would throw my clipboard at him. I got to work, counting, and noticed he stepped towards me. I moved away. He blocked me in with no escape.
“Do you mind?”
“Nope, not at all.”
“It’s called personal space. Learn it, you twit.”
“Oh, so, I’m a twit.”
I set my clipboard down and turned to him.
“Why would you kiss me, then take me out, but d
