Chapter 433: He Loves Me

Georgia's POV:

Walker doesn't drop my hand as we enter Scotland Yard. I try to pull back but he refuses to release my hand. It's infuriating and I mumble a quick complaint in his ear although he plays deaf, completely ignoring me, continuing his conversation with my father as if I'm not even there.

Shaking my head, I let out a loud, irritated sigh. If they hear it, they don't show it.

I must be completely out of my mind. Why on earth would I choose to go to work on my day off? Just so I can be near this annoying...

I never have found a word to describe just how infuriating he is.

I've called him every name under the sun but nothing ever seemed quite adequate. More often than not I've settled for calling him a pig - a misogynistic pig at that.

It's nowhere near as endearing as what he calls me - his little lioness.