Chapter 26. Going Home

The next day I woke up to loud noises from the living area, I was having an immense headache. I put on my pants while trying to get to the bathroom and wash my face.

Oh, mother fucking hell... that bartender can surely pick the finest whiskey.

Damn...

I was sure that I heard my grandmother's voice outside. I quickly put on my T-shirt and went out into the living room. And there she was with my half-dressed Megan, shouting at her, while she was quietly stirring two cups of coffee. She was barefoot and only wearing her oversize sweater.

God, I so fucking love her badass attitude.

"Gary baby, I'm so sorry. Did she wake you? Here, I made you coffee. How's your head? Maybe you should rest, don't worry I got this." She gives my cup, and kissed me good morning, totally ignoring the one other person in the room.

Damn, she didn't even make one for Grandmother. She intentionally makes it just for both of us.