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Walking up to her, I looked into her eyes. “You just made this so much easier, Sherry.”
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Harmony had passed out almost immediately after she sat down in my car. I prayed silently she wouldn’t throw up in my fairly new Subaru BRZ. Glancing over at Harmony sleeping, I let out a chuckle. Luckily, I had asked Jake where Harmony’s new place was. Before we left, Sandy made sure to let me know she was happy I had broken things off with Sherry.
“She’s a user, Preston. You were the only person who didn’t see it.”
As I drove to Harmony’s house, I thought back through the two years of my relationship with Sherry. It was all nothing but a joke, and that I hadn’t seen it earlier just pissed me the hell off.
Harmony let out a snore that caused me to jump. Chuckling, I pulled up to a giant Victorian house that was marked with her address.
“Holy shit,” I whispered as I remembered Jake telling me to pull down the alley behind the house. There was a parking spot that was Harmony’s even though she’d sold her car. I was impressed she was able to find a place on Comm Avenue that had parking. Cars, parking, and downtown Boston didn’t go hand in hand at all.
Putting my car in park, I peeked over at Harmony. She was sleeping so peacefully, I almost didn’t want to wake her up. For some reason, I was scared to death to carry her into her house.
Chill the hell out, Ward. You’re just bringing her home. That’s it. Nothing more can ever come from this.
Opening up the passenger-side door, I smiled as I pushed a piece of hair behind Harmony’s ear. She smiled as she opened her eyes, and I knew in that moment I was done for.
Yep. I’m totally fucked.
Chapter 7
I’ve Never
Harmony
My head was pounding and I felt like I was going to throw up, but something about the way Preston was looking at me made my insides warm up. He reached in and scooped me up into his arms. He frowned as he kicked his door shut.
“You’re not eating, Harmony,” he whispered as I buried my face in his strong, broad chest. I’d never had anyon
e take care of me like this and I didn’t want to think for one minute that Preston was only doing this because he felt guilty.
As he walked up to the door with me in his arms, I managed to dig the keys out of my purse. “Preston, I can stand up, honestly. I’m not that drunk.”
“Just open the door, Harmony, and let’s get you inside. It’s cold out.”
It was October and it was unseasonably warm out, so why he said it was cold was beyond me. Giggling, I reached over and pushed the key in and opened the door. Walking into the foyer, Preston shook his head as he looked up the stairs.
“Fuck,” he whispered. “Of course it would be a walk-up.”
Climbing up the stairs, Preston stopped at the top and looked for a light. That’s when I realized he had me in his arms yet again.
“I’m in your arms again, Preston.”
Letting out a chuckle, he said, “I know. This is becoming a habit, Ms. Banks.”
Laughing, I was about to say something when Preston took a few steps forward and tripped and yelled out, “Shit! Harmony!”
Spinning around, Preston twisted so that he landed first. I ended up lying on top of him laughing hysterically. Then I realized my body was up against his body and I liked how it felt. Oh boy, did I like how it felt. Pushing off him, I attempted to stand up. “Oh my goodness! Are you okay?”
Lying on the floor, Preston moaned in pain. “What in the hell did I land on?”
Deciding I wanted to have a little bit of fun, I let out a gasp and shouted, “My cat! Are you on my cat?”
Flying up, Preston’s head hit something and he yelled out again. “Shit!”
Managing to get over to the lights, I flipped them on. Laughing so hard, I had tears streaming down my face. This feeling of being tipsy was something new and I wasn’t sure I liked how being drunk made me feel. But I was laughing and I hadn’t really laughed in months.
