Ryan
I watched her speed walk out of the living room, chuckling under my breath at how cute she was for trying to hide her blush.
How could I not have noticed the flash of colour across her cheek and her neck when even something as little as a bat of her thick lashes catches my attention?
I could stare at her all day, every day, and still wouldn't get over how beautiful she was. Seeing her in person after so long, I wondered how I'd managed to keep myself away from her for so long. Now that she was near, I knew I couldn't bear the thought of leaving ever again.
Grabbing my briefcase off the coffee table, I followed after her a few minutes later, trudging up the familiar stairs as my large fingers skimmed over the bannister.
I hated that it took threatening to take custody of the twins
