Chapter 8: Game, Set, Match! Addysons POV

I wake up from my sleep on the couch to a noise that sounds like murmuring outside the front door.

“That’s weird.” I say while glancing at the clock on the front screen of my phone. I see a message from Nikolai and as silly as it sounds I instantly feel my body heat up. I jump up and run to the front door, turning on the porch lights and swinging the door open.

“Nikolai?” I ask breathlessly. When I spot him he’s on the bottom step heading towards the drive way. I don’t have a chance to say anything else because by the time I open my mouth to speak his hands are fisted in my hair and his mouth is against mine. His tongue swipes inside of mine and I melt. He bends down and picks me up carrying me inside the house and kicking the door closed. He sits me down on the kitchen table never taking his lips from mine. My finger graze across his arms and rest on his shoulders. He seems so tense and worked up but it isn’t stopping him from claiming my mouth in a way that only a man on the edge