ALEC’S POV
As I pulled the truck into the driveway, I hadn’t even killed the engine before she scrambled out of the passenger seat, slamming the door hard behind her.
I sat there for a second, staring through the windshield as she marched up the porch steps, her spine completely rigid. I shook my head at the sheer attitude radiating off her. I then turned off the ignition and hurried after her to the front porch, trying to catch up.
But I was too late. She slammed the front door right in my face, followed immediately by the sharp click of the lock turning.
I froze, my hand hovering over the doorknob. Did she just lock me out of my own house?
I rattled the handle and banged it hard against the wood. “Jenna, open this door right now!”
But not a single sound came from the other side.
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