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Cat turned off her SUV and took her time getting out. She walked toward her front door knowing the closer she was to an escape, the better. Ryder walked behind her slowly, knowing she was going to talk to him. Or at least he hoped.
On the front porch Cat unlocked her front door then faced Ryder. She crossed her arms and leaned back, giving him clear body language that she was not happy about him being there. Ryder knew it was going to be harder than he expected. He didn’t think she’d just fall into his arms, but he also hadn’t anticipated the animosity that was rolling off of her.
“I’m sorry I haven’t called you,” Ryder said. Good start, Cat thought. “I should have.”
“It’s no big deal,” Cat said, brushing him off.
“It’s a big deal to me, Cat. I wanted to call you all week.”
“You d
