Chapter Three
Lowell stared at his empty house, absolutely furious. Where was that f*****g little b***h? He’d told her to be sure to have his coffee waiting for him when he got home and there was no coffee, nothing prepared in the kitchen. She hadn’t even gotten his favorite mug out ready for him.
He stomped into the bedroom prepared to haul her out of bed, by the hair if necessary, and ensure she made his coffee just the way he liked it. Hell, he’d spit out the first few cups just to teach her a lesson. But she wasn’t in bed either.
Lowell marched from room to room and she was nowhere. It was only when he felt the cool breeze in the bathroom that he looked up and saw the open window. She’d escaped. His little fall girl had left him. Well, she wouldn’t get far. He’d spent over a year pe
