My Quirky Love

Chapter 48: kidnap

He reached out his hand so I grab it.

"You'll go to the office with me." He said in finality.

"Bu-but I didn't even take a bath yet." I weakly protested.

Greyson shooks his head.

"Bye bye! See you later!" I said to Greyson's family.

"Byiee! Take care Sunny and Grey!" Ella shouts back while waving wildly.

Greyson picks his suit Jacket from his chair and go straight out.

I am still in my PyJamas and cute pinks fluffy slippers.

Greyson lift me so I can enter the tall car.

"This car's particulary tall Grey Grey." I said my observation.

"Because It's GMC  hummer precious."

I wait for Greyson to sit beside me and I said.

"Hammer? The one that carpenters use?" I ask in confusion.

"No precious. Hummer with a U instead of A."

I just nodded to appear I understood him.

Greyson shooks his head and smile. His dimples grace me with their presence!

Of course I poke those cute little things.

"Grey Grey. I seriously only took a bath before we sleep."

"You can take a shower in my office. I can even join you."

I snort. "You can't. You already took a bath. That's just so wrong. Waste of water Grey Grey."

Greyson pouts and replied. "Next time then."

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We arrive at the office.

I obviously look odd standing beside Grey Grey wearing my sleepwear.

Who cares.

I am honestly more comfortable wearing this than does tight skirt most of the females are wearing here.

I think they are looking at me because they are jealous that I can wear this here.

I told Greyson about my conclusion and he nodded.
"You're right precious. That's really the reason why they are staring."

See? Even Grey Grey agreed with me.

We reached his office and I walk straight to his private room and sleep.

I'll choose sleep over anything.

I woke up with Grey Grey kissing my face.

"Grey Grey."

"You'll be in big problem if you said a different name precious."

"What will you do if I did say a different name." I ask curiously.

"Illegal things."

"I'll visit you in jail then."

Greyson laughs.

"That's good to hear precious."

Greyson starts to weave his fingers to my hair. Immediately his finger got stuck.

That's what you get when you did not even let me comb my hair.

"Sit up my sweets. Let me brush your hair."

I sat up excitedly. Greyson sat behind me and starts combing my hair.

This is one of my favorite bonding with Grey Grey. Him combing my hair with care. No matter how tangled my hair, I never felt any pain or tug from his combing.