Kendrick
The moment I stepped out of the black SUV and onto the gravel driveway of my Philadelphia estate, I felt an overwhelming need to see Kimberly.
The meeting had been successful, the business aspect of this trip falling neatly into place, but it had taken longer than I’d anticipated. All through the hours spent in the boardroom, my thoughts had drifted to her. To the way her hair caught the light. To her stubborn defiance that both irritated and intrigued me.
I strode into the house, brushing past the butler who greeted me at the door. The pristine halls echoed with my hurried footsteps as I made my way to the master suite. I told myself it was irrational to feel this way, but the truth was undeniable—I missed her. Just a few hours away from her, and I felt restless. It was like
