Married to Him?! [Greyson Chance]

Chapter XXVI - Wondering Wonders

Chapter 26

JAMIE: 

"Oh my gosh, GreyGrey." Candice squealed another giggle as she planted a kiss on his cheek. "You are not lying about low-life Miller being your cousin." 

I gave Greyson a knowing look which he just shrugged as a response. "Yes. And I'm sure his cousin doesn't mind having you here." I plastered the best fake smile I could and shoved my bag on Greyson's chest. He let out an oof sound at that point. 

"Well Candice is about to leave, anyways so I---" Greyson groaned but was interrupted my me, giving him a hard look. 

"Oh no..." I fake smiled. "Please stay and get your body all cozy and warmed up for my cousin." I smirked. "I'm sure he'll like the gesture." 

Candice shot Megan and I a glare and gave Greyson a flirtatious smile. "Actually, we're gonna talk, Jamie." He turned his attention to Candice and smirked. "I'll just call you later, babe." Babe? Eeww..

"Sure thing, babe." She winked and strut her way out of the house with her hips swaying back and forth. Gosh, spare me the details. Last time I checked, she has this weird obsession with Kevin. Or... maybe she's just attracted to Goofball's good for nothing face.

Besides, that's the only thing Tyler and Chance had in common. 

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"What's a garbage doing in my house?!" I screamed, waving my hands up in the air. Greyson was sitting on the couch, his hands behind his head. 

"We're dating, what the hell?" He answered casually... Too casually.

"I don't care if you suck faces and call me a distant cousin or whatnot. But doing it in my property is a different story!" 

"Your property?" 

"Who's money do you think bought this place?" I snapped. Greyson flinched at the moment then regained his composture. A dignified smirk replaced his normal smirk, with his hands now crossed on his chest. "Biodegradable trash needs to rot not recycled! You are so STUPID!" 

"We're married, aren't we?" He smirked. "So your property means... my property too." 

"But can't you even suck faces at a different place?" I suddenly gasped. "Oh my gosh! Where's my baby?" 

"Peaches?" He shrugged. "Butch kept her at his room since she keeps on barking at Candice. And  the reason why we decided to crash here is cause I can't risk the possibility of leaking my relationship with Candice in public. I mean, come on! If our parents found out, what will happen to us.... no...more like what will happen to me?!" 

I turned my head to see Megan, who was looking at us like she was watching some rerun of Pretty Little Liars. As if by cue, Butch came on my side with a whimpering Peaches in his arms. With that, I scurried over his side and gently grabbed her from his clasp.

"Aww... What have they done to you?" I cooed, gently planting a kiss on her side. Peaches whimpered, yet again, in reply. I threw a glare at Greyson. "You should be ashamed of yourself."

"What? It's not my fault she's being a bad girl to Candice." He reasoned. "She's too noisy that my ears might bleed." 

I motioned for Megan to come upstairs with me. When Greyson decided to come, I roughly pointed my finger on his chest and pushed him making him stumble a few steps back. His face flashed confusion and annoyance at the same time. 

"You sir, are gonna sleep here at the couch. Don't you dare take a single step on the bedroom." I growled. The sudden heat of anger seems to control me all of the sudden.