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Harlow’s smile turns from sweet to sultry.

“Well, you better get on that. We only have so much more time.” She presses her lips to mine, and for the first time tonight, my dick starts to soften.

She’s leaving soon. Throughout all of this, I sometimes forget that Harlow is going to get on a plane soon and fly states away. That she’s going to accept another man’s proposal. I have to push those thoughts away because although that may be happening in a few weeks, it’s not happening now.

“Wouldn’t be spontaneous if I told you when I was going to do it.” I roll us over and put my mouth on hers. She opens quickly, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me back passionately.

I will take whatever I can get from Harlow in these last few weeks. As real as all this feels, it’s not . . . and I feel like I will know better than ever now when I find that dream girl of mine.

Chapter 38

Harrison

“Let me see that baby!” Cassidy rips out of the house and runs up to me. She’s practically feral with excitement.

“The baby?!” I ask with a laugh.

She looks around me.

“Where’s the puppy? You said you picked one.” Cassidy puts her hands on her hips, upset that I’ve shown up empty-handed. Hunter follows her out the front door with Blake in his arms.

“She’s got two more weeks at the Kings. I’ll have to drive and pick her up when I can find the time. They said anytime between eight to twelve weeks would be fine.”

“Let me see all the pictures you got!” she demands.

“Ha-Ha!” Blake squeals, reaching her arms toward me.

I start walking toward them, pulling my phone out of my back pocket. I open the photo album and stop dead in my tracks, my brows shooting up to my hairline. The first picture I see is a selfie of Harlow, her face full of delight and held-in laughter. She’s holding up one finger in a shh motion as I lie naked and tied upbehind her. Honestly, I could have still had my briefs on; I can’t tell because her head blocks my lower half.

I laugh a little and swipe over to the pictures of Majesty and Red. Her name will change, but I haven’t thought of the right one yet. I hold my phone out to Cassidy, and she takes it. Quickly, I pull Blake into my arms and kiss her cheek.

“Don’t swipe more than three photos in either direction.”

Cassidy freezes and looks over to Hunter.

“You Hill boys really like dirty pics, don’t you?”

I cough and close my eyes.

“I don’t want to know what my brother likes,” Hunter grumbles.

“Ditto,” I laugh.

After we head inside, Cassidy fawns over the puppy pictures, and Hunter looks over Majesty’s photos. We catch up and talk the afternoon away. Throughout multiple points in the conversation, I can see my brother’s brows turn up. I wonder what kind of thoughts are running through his head.

Cassidy has gone upstairs to put Blake to bed, and Hunter’s in the kitchen grabbing us two beers. When he returns to the room, he has his keys in hand rather than beer.

“Let’s head to The Draft.”

“What about the girls?”

“Cassidy’s cool with it. I want to get some of that sweet potato beer Silas is raving about. Bet it tastes like shit.” He smiles.

When we arrive at the bar, it’s dead. Most of the locals have headed home. Some out-of-towners sit at a high-top in the corner, but the bar is completely free.

I take up my usual seat and so does Hunter. Silas isn’t atthe bar; in fact, no one is. The fact that this town is so loyal that he just leaves his bar unattended says something. We sit for a minute and Hunter types on his phone, not saying much.

When Silas comes from the back, he smiles and tips his chin in greeting.

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