The Grumpy CEO Downstairs: Opposites Attract Cherry Lane Romcom, Book #5 (Cherry Lane’s Neighbors)

Grumpy CEO Neighbor That I Detest Stole My Heart

I’m retired, thriving, and minding my own business—until he shows up.

Maxwell Grant.

The emotionally constipated, gray-haired, Armani-wearing storm cloud moved into the condo below mine after his business crashed. That’s right—just one ceiling away from my peace. He’s grumpy, guarded, and possibly allergic to joy.

I’m Southern sunshine, sweet tea sass, and gossip brunch royalty. We’re oil and holy water. No matter how hard I try to ignore him, it doesn’t work. Our mailboxes are close together, and it’s Cherry Lane, it’s impossible.

One accidental glimpse, and I haven’t recovered since.

I don’t do grumpy men.

But here’s the problem:

He listens. He remembers the little things. He watches me like I’m not just the woman upstairs with too many throw pillows. He sees me, down to my fears and my flaws.

I told myself I was done with love.

Turns out, love—grumpy, gorgeous love—wasn’t done with me.