Griffin waited in the foyer as Indy parked her car. When she got out, she assessed the property. He wondered what her thoughts were. She pushed away from her car, her smile warm, even as the wind whipped her hair around her head.
When she walked up the steps, she paused to look at the new porch. “I’m glad you kept the same style. It looks good.”
He grabbed her hand and pulled her through the doorway. The excitement of having her in his house overwhelmed him. Her fingers were warm despite the bitter cold outside. Desire coursed through him, and he wanted to taste her cold lips to see if he could detect a difference with the passing of months and seasons.
Her hand squeezed his to draw his attention. “So why am I here?”
“I wanted to show you my house. We’ve made a lot of progress.” He nee
