CHAPTER 32
MY TEETH CLENCHED as I stared down at the single red rose that definitely hadn’t been on the coffee table when I left. And what was that beside it? A ring box?
At least it wasn’t a steam cleaner or an iron.
“Bryce! Who the hell gave you a new key?”
The door clicked shut behind me. “Baby, it’s not Bryce.”
What the…? I recognised that voice. Pivoting around, I caught my heel in the rug and lurched forward, right into Adam’s arms.
“That’s better. I was worried it’d take a bit of work to get you there.”
I craned my neck up, unable to move in his tight embrace.
“What are you doing here?” I whispered.
“Kissing you.”
What could I do but kiss him back?
I’d missed this. I’d missed everything about him. His gentle embrace, the way my body moulded to his, the little zings of ele
