All Chapters of The Hockey Alpha’s Therapist: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

**Quinn's POV**"Oh, your cheeks turned red," said Grayson. He pointed at my cheeks with a smile still on his face. I quickly covered my face with the paper bag I was still holding. "Don't lie. Hurry up and go back with the others." "Ummm, wait a minute. Don't go anywhere, stay here, okay?""Where are you going?" I asked curiously."I'm gonna take care of a few things first. The important thing is, don't leave. I'll be back as soon as possible.""Oh, okay. Hurry back."Grayson then ran off, with the flower bouquet still in his hand. Ah, too late. I should have warned him not to carry the flower bouquet because people would definitely ask him where he got it. But I don't think I could bring myself to take the bouquet back. He seemed to love it so much that he hugged it like a baby. Grayson, Grayson. He's a unique man, really.He kept his promise. In less than five minutes, he was back. This time, he even brought a thick coat. Without waiting for my approval, he put the coat on my

**Quinn's POV**"Then I'll eat quickly."I shook my head and brought my lips close to his ear. "We'll watch the fireworks first. Then we'll eat slowly.""And after that?""After that... I don't know." Grayson suddenly slipped his arm around my waist. Then he turned us around so that I was leaning against the railing, facing him. "After that, we'll spend a hot night together." "But not here," I whispered. "Not here, but at the hotel where I'm staying tonight," he said sensually. Then he winked. Oh my god, I've never been so embarrassed by a man's flirting. Strangely, I wanted him even more. I know I'm a little indecisive when it comes to Grayson, but I can't deny that I want Grayson too. Nevermind of what happened, I couldn't lie that my feelings for Grayson hadn't changed. I may have been angry or hated him at times, but it turned out that I loved him even more. I left a lot of room for him, more than I gave to Owen. "Shhh, don't be so loud, people might hear you," I warned him

**Quinn's POV** "But that doesn't mean I wanna obey them. No, it's not like that. I'm still in complete control of myself and the relationships I have," explained Grayson. Now I was the one who was speechless. Not because Grayson's cock was stiff again, but because of the honest words he had spoken. Grayson's parents... I knew they would never accept me. I had realised that from the beginning. But for some reason, hearing it clearly like this made my heart ache. I must’ve also put a lot of pressure on Grayson for him to sigh like that. He must be thinking about our relationship far into the future. After all, he is a visionary and never plays around with his future, so it's certain that he is thinking about our relationship too. And what I want is, I don't want to ruin Grayson's relationship with his parents. But I also want to be with him. The problem is, I don't know how. It's not like I can just turn myself into a werewolf and boom, they'll like it. The problem is mor

**Quinn's POV**"Your hands are really cold," said Grayson as he grabbed my hands after he stopped jumping up and down. "Because the weather is cold and I'm... a little nervous."The happy expression on Grayson's face immediately changed to a worried one. "Quinn, I really don't mind if we don't have to stay there. We can sleep at a hotel and go to my parents' house tomorrow morning."I shook my head slowly and rubbed Grayson's thumb gently. "It's okay. Besides, think of it as a reunion. You haven't slept there in a long time, right? Your mother must miss you very much.""But I'm not a kid anymore. Even if she misses me, she can't sleep with me or peek in on me while I'm sleeping to make sure I'm not secretly playing games.""Oh, so you like to pretend to be asleep when you're not?"Grayson scratched his hair. "I think all kids have done that."I chuckled in response. Honestly, aside from trying to improve our relationship, my goal in meeting Grayson's mother was to improve Grayson's

**Quinn's POV**"Grayson, that's enough," I said loudly. I then pushed him away with all my strength. I looked at my neck in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but open my mouth. Not only were there kiss marks, but also about ten bite marks. I stared at him sharply while crossing my arms. "Look at what you've done!""It's beautiful, isn't it?""You!"He took a defensive stance, covering his head with his arms. But I didn't hit him and just pinched his stomach. "Take that, you naughty man.""Ouch, that hurts," he protested. But I didn't care, just like he didn't care about leaving his mark on my neck.As a result, to cover it up, I let my hair fall over my neck and made sure that no kiss marks or bite marks were visible. "Why cover it up? It's so beautiful.""Beautiful to you. But if other people see it, we'll become the topic of conversation.""Then I will proudly explain to them that it is my work.""Oh my gosh, Grayson, I don't understand your way of thinking," I said irrita