Se connecterI can feel his hardness pressing against me as he leans in and flicks his tongue around one of my nipples, making my back arch closer to him.“So you’re not sure if I disgust you or not?” he teases, as he continues kissing my breasts.“Cade,” I moan.“Answer the question,” he says, more demanding.M
Harper’s POV“I’m not playing your games, Cade,” I say sternly, trapped in his invisible cage.Cade’s strong arms are bracing the wall on either side of me, ensuring his prey doesn’t escape. The muscles in his arms are so defined that I can easily still see them tensing up through his collared shirt
I sigh softly. “Okay, no problem.”I do my best to toss the tie up and around his neck, looping it through, and pulling it tight. I step back a bit for a better look, to make sure the tie is straight.“Alright, I’m all done!” I say, pleased with my work.Cade stares at me for a moment, just long eno
Harper’s POV“What can I get you for dessert?” The waiter asks, pleasantly awaiting our order.Evan responds instantly, “I’d love to try your strawberry cheesecake. What about you, Harp?”“Make that two cheesecakes,” I say excitedly.“Coming right up!” The waiter smiles, grabbing our menus and saunt
His entire face is flushed red and damp, like he just sprinted a mile. Plus, it’s not like him to give so many details about a simple picnic. He’s nervous to tell me something, which is also not like him. I stop fiddling with my shirt and give him my full attention.“What is it?” I ask.His eyes wid
Harper’s POVEvan and I sit together in silence while the busy restaurant steadily buzzes in the background. I don’t know what could lead him to ask me about Cade, but I really wish that Evan didn’t know me so well.“Why…um…why do you think we would have history?” I ask, trying my best to regain my
Harper’s POV I tore my eyes from his and nervously held my seatbelt tighter.I didn’t expect him to say that he wanted to marry me or anything like that, but the lack of emotion that he answered me with made my heart drop into my toes.When we were together, he would light up when talking about mar
Harper’s POVI blinked, finally finding my voice again.“What? No.” I said. “I’m not moving into your—”“You don’t have the right to refuse.” Cade said menacingly, cutting me off. “As your employer, I won’t allow my future child to be carried in a place this broken and dangerous.”The man Cade had b
Harper’s POVThe next day, I went to work exhausted and distracted.I couldn’t help it, I had been tossing and turning all night trying to figure out what I should do.Michelle tried to ease my mind, but she kept restating that it was all up to me.It had been good to be back home with her, though i
It wasn’t glamorous or easy work, in fact my job was mainly running errands or dirty work.My job as an assistant was to have countless things thrown at me and make sure they were completed. The pay was pretty comfortable even if the work was hard and I was hoping to work towards a sales position.I







