“Strong words for a man named after a Batman villain,” I countered, grinning at him.
I’d missed this so fucking much.
“I’m not named after a Batman villain,” Harvey said, which was exactly the kind of thing a man named after a Batman villain would say. “You want me to finish up your release paperwork, or not?”
“They can’t keep me here forever.”
“I can tell them you’re suffering from the delusion that your loving fiancé who was practically in tears earlier is actually Two-Face,” Harvey said. “Don’t test me.”
“I’ll be good,” I promised. I knew Harvey wouldn’t do that, but I could see he was still shaken. He might have run me over, but he’d also gotten me help. I didn’t need to make his life hell. “In tears?”
“Practicallyin tears,” Harvey insisted. “I was in shock.”
“You’re the one who ran me over.”
Maybe atinytaste of hell, just until I’d gotten my own back.
“I’ll make it up to you,” Harvey said. This time, he met my eyes, and I could see that this really was bothering him.
“You will,” I said, twitching my fingers again just to feel his skin against mine. “You’re definitely buying me dinner.”
“Deal,” Harvey said, sitting back to start on the paperwork. Without letting go of my hand.
Lucky we were both left-handed.
3
Harvey
“I can’t believeyou live here,” I said as I pulled up at the address Iggy had given me, staring in awe at the cute little Pinterest-worthy cabin in front of me. It was so perfect and adorable that it almost looked like a model perched in the clearing, right down to the hammock on the porch and the lipstick-red front door.
In the passenger seat, Iggy snored.
Theo looked up at me with sweet, soft puppy eyes as I stopped the car.
“Hey, don’t think I’ve forgotten you nearly got Iggy killed today,” I said in my sternest voice, pointing a finger at Theo. “I’m watching you.”
Theo made a sad, high-pitched sound that I thought was meant to be a bark, and then broke into a tiny puppy howl.
Iggy woke with a start, banging his knee on the glove compartment and hissing in pain as it popped open and hit the same knee a second time.
An unopened pack of condoms I’d forgotten was even in there fell out into his lap.
There was a long pause as Iggy blinked at the box, glanced at me, and then picked it up.
“Do you have a lot of sex in this car?” he asked, holding them up.
Theo sniffed the box like it was the most interesting thing he’d seen in his entire short life.
“What if I do?” I asked, deciding not to point out that the box was unopened and the car was a rental. I’d grabbed them in Portland along with a bottle of aspirin and the worst coffee I’d ever had, just in case.
Iwashere to be Seth’s best man, after all. The chance of getting laid had seemed high enough to warrant preparedness.
Iggy glanced toward the back seat. “Then you’re a lot more flexible than you look,” he said.
“I took a yoga class once,” I said, climbing out of the car as Theo made another unhappy noise.
I couldn’t blame him. Attempted murder of his owner aside, he’d had a weird day.
