You hated Hollis. Sure, you tolerated her for Rafe’s sake and the company, but that was it. Rafe texted you that he’d be home late due to business talks. You trusted him, but you didn’t trust her. She’d always make excuses to be around him or to boost her abilities.

You turned the TV in the living room off as soon as you heard the front door getting closed and the familiar ring of Rafe’s keys being thrown on the table. Patting slowly into the corridor, you bit your lip at the sight of him standing in the hallway, looking sexy as hell in his new sweater, and focused on something on his phone.

”Hey, baby,” a soft smile stretched across his face. “Thought you were already sleeping.” He pulled you in his arms as soon as you approached him. Rafe hummed in your hair before picking you up from the floor and forcing you to wrap your legs around his waist. “Missed you so much, sweetheart.”