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I grab her hand and squeeze. “Babe, I promise, Harrison is a good man. He’s even moved me in and everything. We’re working everything out, but I need you in this with me. If it’s too much, then maybe I can ask Jess.”
“No, I mean, my sister probably will kill me from keeping another secret from her, but I’m in. You know I’d do anything for you.”
“Even be my witness to my fake wedding next weekend?”
Nora rolls her eyes. “I don’t know how you get yourself into these situations, but this is possibly worse than the time you had that orgy last year and got stuck—”
I throw my hand over her mouth, embarrassment choking me. I glance sheepishly over at the men with us. “She doesn’t know what she’s talking about.”
Grayson’s eyes shimmer with amusement. “It’s fine. She’ll tell me later.”
I release my hand from Nora’s mouth.
“Why don’t we share with the group? Since we’re all here?” Harrison muses.
“Kill me now,” I declare, throwing my face into my hands.
“So, next weekend?” Nora asks, waving off the conversation.
I nod. “Next weekend, we’re getting married.”
Chapter 20
Harrison
Sittingonmysofaafter drinks and dinner, Zoey is tapping away on her iPad, and every now and then, she scribbles on some post it notes next to her. I’m glancing over emails, readying myself for tomorrow morning. The silence between us isn’t awkward or strained; it’s comforting. And I realise that this is just another thing I never had with Vanessa.
Speaking of, I had several messages from her waiting for me by the time we got home. She’s heard through the grapevine that I’m seeing someone, though she didn’t name Zoey, her messages were not kind. But that’s the point of this. I need her to take the fucking hint and move on.
“You know,” Zoey says, gaining my attention. “It’s weirdly exactly how I imagined it would be.” She spins to face me, her blonde locks flowing over the tips of her shoulders.
“What is?”
“This. Your place. Dark, sexy, edgy. Just like you.”
I lean towards her, something inside me pulling me to her. “Careful there, Mrs Clarke. You keep complimenting me like that and you’ll steal my heart. You never asked, but I’m a words of affirmation and quality time kind of guy.”
Zoey assesses me with eyes that sparkle something fierce. “You know, I would’ve guessed that you were about quality time, but words of affirmation surprises me,”
“How so?” I watch as she swings those short, toned legs my way and straight onto my lap. Then I remember she’s a physical touch lover, so I rest my hand over her knee and draw little circles with the tips of my fingers, like touching her is the most natural thing in the world.
“You’re so secure in who you are. I never thought you’d need more security in that from others.”
I tear my attention from her legs to her face, which is wearing an amused expression. “I don’tneedit. But I like it.”
She sucks her bottom lip into her mouth and digs her teeth into the flesh there, taunting me without even trying to be sexy. “Hmm, okay. Good to know.” She releases her lip and I realise I’m still touching her. “You’re too good at that.”
I look down at my hand and then back to her face, which is full of heat and unspoken words that we haven’t covered yet in our little agreement, mainly sex.
“Touching me, that is.”
I know what she meant, but hearing her say that spikes the heat between us. “You’re going to be the death of me, aren’t you?”
“I might be a handful, but you knew that already going into this, so don’t pretend to be surprised,” she says before swiftly moving to stand in front of me, her delicate hand outstretched for me to take. “Come on, it’s late and we have work tomorrow.”
I take her hand, liking how mine swallows hers. “You know, I was under the impression my future wife was a wild child, but you’re being incredibly sensible right now.”
She smiles and drags me towards the bedrooms. “It won’t last, trust me.” Looking over her shoulder at me, her blonde hair framing her face so perfectly, she winks, and my dick takes that as an invitation just for him.
