Chapter Twenty
Susannah
On my way.
The moment I saw his text, I was at war with myself, my emotions battling with each other. He was so high handed, so alpha. He annoyed the hell out of me, and I loved it.
My fingers itched to tap out a reply. Yet, I knew it would be childish. The truth was, I wanted him here. Restless, I decided to clean the kitchen. Not that there was much to clean, but I had a few dishes, and I needed to organize the refrigerator. I had my head inside said refrigerator when I heard a knock on the door as it opened and then Ward’s voice.
Before I could even back out of the refrigerator, I felt him come up behind me and his hands slide over the curve of my hips and bottom. Straightening, I spun around, closing the refrigerator door behind me. The cool air had chilled
