I tense when the doorbell rings. It’s just five fifty. He can’t be early when he just lives next door. I needed more time to prepare myself for what’s coming. Taking a deep breath, I head for the front door, twisting the doorknob.
I frown when I meet her eyes. “Harper, what are you doing here?”
She smiles brightly before pulling me into a tight hug. “You look stunning.” She stares down at my body. “Are you going somewhere?”
I squeeze her hand in response to her compliment. “I’m going on a date.”
Her eyes widen. “You move on fast.”
How awkward. I want to excuse myself from this conversation as quickly as possible.
“It’s with Leo.”
A certain look crosses her face, but I can’t place my finger on it.
“You guys are back together? After everything he kept from you?”
Harper knows nothing about our relationship. She doesn’t know his secrets and what he’s really like behind closed doors. And she most definitely doesn’t know what we share. It’s special and filled with so much love that could make an outsider puke.
“He’s going to be here soon,” I say impatiently, not liking where this conversation is going. “Did you come by to just say hi?”
She looks down at her feet. Shuffling, she reaches down and hands me a small box. It’s packaged in pink wrapping paper. I stare down at it in confusion. Two presents in one day? I understand Leonidas’s, but what has she gotten me?
Taking steps back while she extends it to me, she sends me a smirk. “I thought you were going to be alone for a while, so I thought this would help you out a bit.”
I frown while Harper laughs in response.
“Have fun with that bitch.” She grips the door handle of her car. Pulling it roughly open, she disappears from my sight.
I stare at her car until it drives down the road and disappears from my vision.
“Well, I think I just got fucking whiplash,” I hear a voice say from my right.
That voice …
I meet Leonidas’s stare. He steps close to my body. I nearly drool at the sight of him in a suit. I thought casual wear looked too sexy on him, but as I look him up and down, I have to catch myself from fainting. He brings a certain elegance with him. His tight white shirt strains against his broad chest. His slick black suit jacket is not buttoned up, and his slacks hug his long, muscular legs. I’m glad to find his hair in its usual messy, boyish style. The same rings and chain he wears every day are in place. His tattoos stand out on his fingers, giving him an edgy look.
He looks so sexy.
Someone, give me a fan because I’m burning the hell up.
“It looks better on you than I imagined,” he says while pulling me closer to his body.
The pink box that Harper gifted to me is between our bodies like a barrier. He doesn’t give it a second glance as he stares into my eyes.
“I didn’t think you could get any hotter, but I guess we both have dilemmas.”
His eyes flash with desire as he bites his lip, cursing. He stares down at the box in my hand. “What’s that?”
I shift on my feet nervously. Since the day Harper exposed Leonidas, we haven’t talked about her. This might be a sore subject for Leonidas. I don’t want to put him in a grim mood right before we leave for dinner. Yet the last thing I want to do is lie.
Little white lies are the worst. They pile up and eventually become worse than a big one.
“Harper dropped this off.” I stiffen when his face frowns.
“Why did she get you something?” His voice is clipped with anger.
I’ve found my answer. Harper is in fact a sore subject. Note taken.
