Page 85 of The Gentleman


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“I just wanted to come check on you and see if there was anything I could do,” Harp said and released her. “We can go to the hives another day?—”

“No,” Daisy interrupted firmly. “I want to go this morning. Please. I could use the drive”—her eyes flicked to me—“and a distraction.”

“If you’re sure…”

“Just let me grab my sneakers. I’ll be right back,” came Daisy’s answer as she went upstairs. I made a note to bring all her shoes back to the main floor.

“What did you do?”

I turned to find my sister’s scowl. “What are you talking about?”

Harper stared at me, and I felt her gaze penetrating right through all the holes Daisy had left in my chest.

“You told her, didn’t you?”

“Harper—”

“You told her you’ve been in love with her all these years?”

Love. I tensed.

“I warned you. You were being too much of a gentleman.”

“You don’t understand,” I groaned and shook my head, not in the least bit of a mood to explain it to her.

“No, I think I understand perfectly,” Harper stepped closer to me and hissed, Daisy’s footsteps getting louder toward the stairs again. “Learning that Prince Charming was too chivalrous to step in when she was falling for the villain is a hard pill to swallow.”

Chapter 20

Daisy

Ifled Max’s house the best a seven and a half months pregnant woman could, too upset to wonder if I looked ridiculous or not.

Harper called that she was coming right behind me, so I didn’t stop. Let her talk to her brother. I couldn’t…didn’t have anything else to say right now.

Outside, Harper’s yellow Volkswagen bug looked ridiculous next to Max’s big truck. A spot of sunshine parked alongside a giant white bull. My silent prayer was answered when her car was unlocked when I reached it.

I sank into the passenger seat and closed the door.

Since the beginning.

I squeezed my eyes tight and whimpered. Even here I couldn’t escape his answers…or my questions. How could he not say something…anything to me? How could he try to keep Todd and me together, given how he felt? How could he plan my wedding to his best friendand say nothing?

Because Todd was safe.

I swatted the thought from my mind before it took hold.

Harper appeared and jogged to the driver’s side. “Sorry.” She closed the door and started the engine. “Ready?”

I nodded and tried to work down the lump in my throat that kept floating like a buoy to the top.

Especially when Max stepped out the front door and stood there, watching us turn around and drive away. I was no better, staring at the side view and the man inside it until he was too small to see.

“Are you okay?” Harper asked once we turned onto the main road, drawing me back to where I was and who I was with.

Okay…what did that word even mean anymore?

Okay that my ex-almost-mother-in-law tracked me down and threatened me?