Devil's Kiss (Hellhounds Motorcycle Club book 1)
“It was only eleven in the morning, but I had a doctor’s appointment at two and I hated feeling rushed in the mornings. With another huge yawn, I stepped to the windows and cranked open the blinds in the kitchen, then did the same for the living room. When I opened the front door to allow the morning sun to pour in, I squeaked in surprise. Cain was sitting on the steps to my porch.
“Good morning,” he said, twisting around so he could face me.
“What are you doing here?” I demanded without opening the glass storm door between us.
“I told you that I would see you this morning when I left last night.”
“How long have you been sitting out there?”
“Only a couple of hours.”
“A couple of hours? You’ve been sitting there since nine o’clock?”
“About eight-forty-five, actually,” he said with a grin.
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