Chapter 6
Becca let herself into her apartment, the click of the lock echoing against the hardwood floors. Flicking on the lights, she tossed her bag on the couch and sat down beside it with a sigh. Glancing around, she pondered what might be in the refrigerator—likely not much. She tended to live on takeout. Her heart was still pounding from the drive back to Seattle with Aidan. After her bold proposal last night and another mind-blowing kiss, Aidan had appeared at her parents’ home and spent a leisurely lunch with them.
It had all been so much easier to handle the undercurrent of attraction between them before he kissed her. She hoped like hell her parents hadn’t noticed how flustered she was. The only way she could behave half-normally was when she managed to call upon her sarcastic,
