Claimed By My Ex’s Stepbrother
Roman’s fingers slid out of Tessa the second time the bell rang. “That is such a distraction.” He said, wiping his fingers with a paper towel nearby.
She covered her face with her palms, giggling. “I’m sorry.”
The doorbell rang again, this time louder than it had ever been. Like the person outside was trying to pass a message.
“Every time the bell rings that way, something bad is about to happen,” Tessa said.
“Well, I hope not. I’ve had enough surprises this year.” He stood now and headed toward their door.