Vaughn's POV
Even in the dim lights of the kitchen I could see her bright red face clearly. It was as red as a ripe tomato and I genuinely considered changing her nickname from princess to red. The colour suited her far too well right now.
Honestly, it was refreshing seeing her flustered like this instead of the usual scowl and glare I had grown used to. I found that scowl cute in its own annoying way but this version of Annika with her low gasps and her brain clearly scrambling for an excuse made her almost kissable. Almost. I repeated the word firmly to myself. She was Dominic's sister. Off limits. Yet the thought lingered a second too long.
I watched her with interest. My arms crossed loosely over my chest. The Annika I knew would never let me have the last word so easily. She always
