Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. My grumpy ex.
Maybe it's because one of his new billion-dollar toys is broken and I'm the only one brainy enough to fix it.
So sad. Sorry, not sorry.
He thinks I'm stubborn, obnoxious, and worst of all, smarter than him.
He'd be right. Tough situation for the hottie, for sure.
But for me? I'm loving every crabby second of it.
I love the offer he makes. This alphahole thing that he's going to be calling the shots. And I'm here to fix things and keep my mouth shut.
He makes the rules in the office, and it would seem in the bedroom too.
It's super cute that he thinks he's in charge, and that's fine for now.
His bad mood has clouded his vision.
I'm here to save the day, fix the broken stuff, and heal a guy that's so much better than his mood.
Like most women. I'll win the day and let him think it was his idea. Ha!
