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Saaina gathered the dogs and disappeared, leaving the food tray out.
Robin grabbed the tray and carried it into the kitchen while everyone else talked. She was putting the food away when Harper joined her.
“You never mentioned your dad is an expert cross-examiner,” he said under his breath.
She winced. “I’m so sorry.”
He chuckled and stroked his hand down her back. “Don’t be. I think I won them over.”
Robin slid the tray into the fridge. A part of her was relieved.
He wasn’t running. Not yet at least.
“So, we watching a movie or what?” he asked.
“Do you have the time?”
He edged closer and dropped his voice to a whisper. “For you, I’ll make the time.”
“Seriously. You don’t have to if you’re busy. I understand.”
He glanced at both doorways before lifting his hand to cup her face. “I don’t do anything I don’t want to.”
His words were simple and yet they carried meaning with them. Her body warmed, and she wished they were completely alone.
She reached out and took his other hand. “Well, let’s go pick a movie then.”
He bent his head just a bit more and pressed his lips to hers. The kiss was fast and brief. She almost wondered if she’d dreamt it.
But there was a lot more where that came from.
Robin led him to the stairs and up to the second floor. She avoided pointing out which room was hers and instead guided them both into the theater room.
“This is nice,” Harper said.
“Isn’t it? The owners before Dad had it done. He’s done some updating on the equipment and chairs, but that’s it.”
The door clicked shut followed by the sound of the lock turning into place.
Robin froze and stopped breathing. An electric current shot down from the top of her head to her feet, locking her in place. She was afraid, excited, and uncertain.
She licked her lips and glanced over her shoulder at him.
The lights in this room were dimmer, much like they would be in an actual theater. It cast Harper’s face into shadow, save for his generous smile aimed at her.
He took two steps, closing the distance between them. “I’d rather not be interrupted.”
Her gaze flew to the door behind him.
Harper cupped her cheek, bringing her attention back to him. “Is it wrong I want to corrupt the good girl image a bit?”
Her throat tightened. “Corrupt? What are you talking about?”
Conflicting emotions flung themselves at each other within her. She wanted him. She wanted to feel like her own person. She was so tired of trying to fit a mold. Why couldn’t she do this? Why was the guilt holding her back? Why was she letting it?
Harper brushed his lips over hers. She sucked in air and fisted the front of his sport coat in both hands. He pressed closer, pushing her just enough off-balance that she had to take a step back. He moved with her, forcing her back farther until her shoulders hit the soundproof wall.
She’d been trapped by him before. Excitement shot through her.
