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Pleased with her answer, Conor cupped her jaw. “Good. Because we’re not finished.”
Harper lifted her head, blinking rapidly. “We’re not?”
Conor shook his head. “No. We owe you a punishment, baby girl. Because you did not have permission to come that last time.”
Luca hadn’t thought anything except a three-hour nap would make his well-used dick revive.
He was wrong.
Chapter Twelve
Conor sighed, feeling more relaxed than ever. He’d been truly horrified when he’d first walked into this cabin Friday evening, stressed out about the idea of sharing such tight quarters. When he realized the place had a large open floor plan, with only the bathroom available if he needed to escape, he’d been seriously tempted to steal Luca’s car and drive off the mountain to get away.
His concerns had been for naught because Harper and Luca had a way of pulling Conor out of his head that worked. Despite frequently trying to keep his distance, they continued to drag him back in, and damned if they weren’t a delicious enough distraction to keep the bad thoughts and feelings at bay. Every night with Harper and Luca was better than the night before.
While the pessimist who never completely stopped whispering in his ear kept saying that this couldn’t last, Conor was getting better at ignoring him.
Luca walked over from the kitchen, setting Harper’s glass of wine on the coffee table, while handing Conor one of the IPAs he’d popped the tops off of for the two of them.
Harper thanked Luca for the wine, though she didn’t reach for it. She was lying on the bearskin rug, facing the fire, her head resting on Conor’s lap.
He ran his fingers through her long blonde hair, certain he’d never felt anything so soft. Luca plopped down next to Conor, sitting so close their shoulders were touching. He gave Conor a grin and the two of them shared a quick, affectionate kiss.
Fifteen-year-old Conor could hardly believe he was here with Luca.
Hell, thirty-three-year-old Conor was struggling too. Especially with Harper added into the mix. He’d never imagined anything like this for himself.
And while that damn voice kept reminding him not to get too comfortable, Conor refused to listen. He was going to soak up every drop of this happiness, going to hang on to it for as long as he could.
“Do we have to go back to Philly tomorrow?” Harper mused, staring at the fire. “I vote we quit our jobs, sell all our belongings, and live out the rest of our days here in this cabin as legit mountain folk.”
“It does feel like we’re a million miles away from reality,” Conor agreed. “No stress, no responsibilities, no daily grind.”
“The mountain people lifestyle sounds damn good to me,” Luca added. “Wouldn’t be a bad future at all.” Luca reached down to draw his fingers along Harper’s cheek.
She smiled but didn’t move, her gaze fixed on the flames. “It wouldn’t. Though I have to confess, when I dreamed about my future self, there was only one guy in my bed.”
“Shame on your lack of imagination,” Luca chastised.
She giggled when Luca tickled her. “Thank God I met you guys so you could show me the error of my ways.”
Conor didn’t enter the conversation, uncomfortable talking about the future.
He took a swig of beer, but choked on it when Luca said, “So…are we going to talk about that guy in the woods?”
Harper sat up, patting Conor on the back. The damn beer had gone down the wrong hole.
Luca grinned at him without a hint of remorse, perfectly aware it was his question that caused him to choke.
Conor finally managed to stop coughing, glaring at him.
Not that it did a bit of good.
“I’m going to repeat my question,” the shameless tatted hottie said. “So you might want to put the beer down.”
Conor felt his cheeks flush.
“I totally think we should talk about that guy,” Harper said enthusiastically.
