Chapter 91

Chris went to work on Tuesday, Jack having made it abundantly clear that Monday was a holiday. The house stood silent when he entered, Jack and Jill already gone to their respective jobs. The lingering scent of his mate tickled him, reminded him of their aborted embrace and he wanted to pound something in frustration.

How to win her when Chris couldn't even see her? He'd yet to find an answer to that question even though he'd pondered it incessantly since his kiss with Jill.