Ridge
We park at the front of her mansion, well, her parents mansion.
It's so huge, even bigger than our pack house and trust me, our pack house is really big.
We get out of the car and head to the door.
She is still clinging to my arms.
One might think that we are the best couple which we aren't and we never will, at least I have no intention of that.
When we reach the door, she presses on the intercom. It rings for a bit.
"Ange, is that you?" the voice asks.
Well, evidently it's her, can't she see it.
"Yes, it's me, we just came back from Greenland and wanted to come straight to you, I missed you so much" she answers.
But she told me that we are here to pick up her cousin.
Ahh! Women, so unpredictable.
The sound of door opening comes next.
She pushes the huge double doo
