"So did you have fun?" James asked.
"Actually yes. Yes I did I am surprised though your family is oh so nice but but you mr grump you're just not-"
"Mr . grump? "
"Yes mr grump."
"That's what my cousin always called me."
"I know she told me".
We made it to the hotel and a valet asked us if we had any luggage.
"No Mr grump here took it to our room when we gut here yesterday."
"Quit calling me that -oh actually no keep calling me that pookiepear.
The second that name left his lips my stomach sank.
"What's wrong pookiepear ?"
"Where the hell did you hear that nickname ?"
"Let's just say your sexy French god as you apparently called him is a friend of my cousins fiancé." he replied with a wicked smirk.
"You bastard !" I hissed and punched him in the arm.
"Aww pookiepear don't get all twisted up."
"Shut up"i said as I punched him in the arm again but harder this time.
So how did you and mr sexy meet?" He asked with a bit of annoyance in his voice.
"None of your business asswipe ."I retorted as I stomped into our suite.
"I am going to bed and don't forget you have a meeting tomorrow at ten-thirty with Stapleton inc."
"Goodnight and thank you pookiepear ".
With that I took my shoe and chucked it at him.
He chuckled." What was that for?"
"You know you little shit."
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