Chapter Nine
Will was home at last, his car in the parking space where it belonged side by side with Alex’s small sedan. Her heart beat twice as fast at the sight of the red Fiat. She had to keep herself from running to him, from flying through the door and attacking him, though he’d probably laugh at her efforts. Imagining his grin, she felt the affection already working its magic.
Up the elevator and opening the door, she found the apartment was so quiet it was eerie walking inside. Was he lurking there in the dark, behind some door, ready to jump out at her? How she wished he’d attack her. Like a madman. Scare her. Startle her right out of her wits. Just the thought was arousing in familiar places. Reminders from the night before he left for Alaska were skipping through her head. She
