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She lied.

Erica was having dinner here with Tucker and Tucker’s grandfather, TC.

Unbeknownst to her sister, Harmony was going to be returning with Theo and Daisy for a big surprise.

She was so excited for her sister and it’d been hard to not give anything away.

With the giddiness of what was to come, she threw the covers back in bed, stretched her arms over her head and twisted a few times, then made her way to the bathroom with her clothes for the day.

She peed, washed her hands, turned the shower on to warm up, then brushed her teeth.

There was music playing in her head. Love music.

Her hips were swinging side to side, her head going with it.

Was the music for her sister or her?

Had to be her sister because it’d only been a few weeks for her and Micah. That couldn’t be love.

Could it?

Nah, she thought.

Just because they had a crazy physical connection and she enjoyed spending time with him didn’t mean her heart was falling yet.

Though she had to admit, even through his grouchiness, he had a heart of gold.

Could she touch it? She didn’t know.

Everyone seemed to find love around her.

She was the youngest. The baby of the family.

Though she was tired of being babied.

At least her sister and brother didn’t treat her that way. Only her parents.

Her father was getting better too.

Her pity party had to stop on that.

She told everyone she never let her mother get to her, but she’d been lying about that too.

Maybe she lied to herself a lot over the years and had to stop it.

Her self-doubt thoughts halted the music in her head. She stripped and climbed into the shower.

As she was lathering up, she thought of her and Micah in here together yesterday before he left.

Oh man, what a body he had on him.

She didn’t care about his age; he didn’t look it to her. He was in better shape than some men she dated around her own age.

He was calm and in control, liked to take charge, but was willing to let go of it too.

His love for his daughter was sweet to see on someone so rough around the edges.

Maybe he wasn’t someone she would have ever pictured herself with in the past, but she was glad she found him.