4 MACEYWhen Reece left this morning, saying he had business to attend to, I wasn’t expecting him home just a couple hours later. So when he arrives and finds me dancing around his apartment in a pair of yoga pants and an old T-shirt, I let out a squeal of surprise.
He holds up both hands, a grin tugging up his sexy mouth. “Sorry to startle you.”
“No, it’s…okay.” I pull my earbuds from my ears, aware I’m talking entirely too loudly.
His eyes slowly move down my body, sliding over my curves, before coming to a rest on my face. “Keep yourself busy, did you?”
“Something like that.”
He surveys the apartment, taking in my handiwork.
His apartment is gorgeous, with its tall ceilings and modern furniture, but it had all the distinct makings of a bachelor pad, and I’d busied myself with corre
