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Chapter Eight

“Why are you so quiet this morning?”

Harper looked up from the water, where her feet dangled in, to meet Tucker’s gaze. “I’m not.”

He smiled. “You are. You’re usually a morning person. It’s absolutely disgusting, so I can tell something is bothering you.”

She shrugged a shoulder. “It’s nothing. I guess I’m just tired.” She was also a bit cranky, though she had no right to be. Just because she’d gotten accustomed to having breakfast with Bennet didn’t give her the right to feel annoyed that he had chosen to eat with his siblings that morning without telling her first.

She’d shown up in his room at the usual time, prepared to eat before they started working. Tucker had greeted her in the hallway with the news that Bennet had risen early and decided to join his siblings for breakfast. When he had suggested they dine by the pool, she had acquiesced. Somehow, that had transitioned to sitting on the side with her feet dangling in the water, and not a bit of food in sight.

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