Chapter Fourteen
“What the—”
A shiny Lincoln Town Car sat in the street in front of Alexis’ home when she got back.
She pulled into the driveway and reached for her side until she remembered she wasn’t wearing her g*n.
“Shit.” She made her way up the porch steps to her opened door. “What the hell?”
She peeked inside the living room. Nothing seemed moved or out of place.
She entered.
Grant sat on the couch with his feet on the table.
Alexis took a deep breath. “This s**t can’t be happening.”
He smiled and held out a bouquet of red roses. “You’re all wet.” He licked his lips. “I must say it’s a welcoming sight.”
“What the hell are you doing in my house?” She balled a fist. “How did you get in here?”
He smiled. “You left your door unlocked.”
“I’m a cop. Why in the hell would I be
