“I was all braced for the wrath that was going to put grizzlies to shame, and this is what I get? I should infuriate you more often.” “Give me a minute to work up to it,” I teased, kissing him again. “I’ll wait as long as you want,” he whispered against my lips. His fingers knotted in my hair. My breath was becoming uneven. “Maybe in the morning.” “Whatever you prefer.” “Welcome home,” I said while his cold lips pressed under my jaw. “I’m glad you came back.”
