Hardin Scott Real Name Novels & Stories

, I mutter and my voice is still shivering. "It can be fatal, Mr—" he pauses. "Christian Scott", I tell him. "Mr Scott", he passes me a smile and the way he smiles automatically reminds me of Chrissie's smile. This guy has some uncanny similarities to her. I didn't notice that at first but after the situation calmed down in the hospital I could see his face properly. "I'm sorry I couldn't ask your name", I say. "Jarred McCain", he says. "Ex-small businessman, Ex-paramedic, Ex-service holder and now a full-time professor in Primary health care"

That moment when Hardin had locked eyes with me and smirked like he could read every inappropriate thought crawling through my mind. My mouth was moving before I could stop it. “So… your uncle lives here too?” Hayes looked up, chewing. “Hmm? Oh. Hardin?” I forced a casual tone. “Yeah. I passed a guy earlier, tall… dark hair… kind of impossible to miss.” Hayes chuckled. “That’s him alright. Nah, he doesn’t live here. He’s got his own place on the other side of town. he’s into real estate, investments, everything huge about money.”