Ben said warily. He enfolded my hand in his and led me through his house to the one mysterious door that he skipped over during the tour of his home. He paused at the door and looked to me. I smiled marginally in an attempt to ease his obvious anxiety. Benjamin Chase nervous? This could be bad. H...
“Ugh!” I groan and roll off the bed. I stumble to my phone and answer it grumpily. “What?” Sutton laughs into the phone which only furthers my irritation. “Good morning to you too Miss USA.” I roll my eyes. I’ll never live down that damned nickname. I suppose he will never live down Captain eithe...