The tension that had filled the air since my arrival dissipated into thin air, and I finally allowed myself to relax, sinking into the seat.

“So what can I get you?” he asked, and we met each other’s gaze for a second before breaking into laughter.

“You should’ve asked that earlier,” I teased, still laughing as the tension inside me finally loosened.

If he was laughing, then it was a good sign.

“I was angry, Addison,” he huffed. “And I wanted nothing more than to throw you out of my apartment.”

“Really?” I asked in a sultry voice, cocking my eyebrow. I inched closer to him, so close that I...