Chapter Twenty Three

RICHARD

It wasn't the thought that Ava would be waiting for him, that had Richard literally running home. It was more about the fact that he couldn't wait to see her.

Aside his daughters, he'd never been so anxious to see someone. Infact, there were lots of things he was sure he'd outgrown.

But recently, he wasn't sure anymore. He found himself doing crazy stuff. He'd never cancel a meeting no matter how tired he was, but after long hours of inspection and survey, he'd told Victoria to cancel his last meeting and reschedule to a later date.

All he wanted was to go home to Ava.

He curled his lip in a little smile as he thought of how poetic it sounded.

Home to Ava.

Things were getting fast, he thought as he sat in the cool interior of his car and looked out through the window as Henry sped past the bright lights.

That was one of the days he appreciated the bright lights. Even as the cars sped and weaved through traffic, slowing and stepping on