Page 75 of Drive Me Crazy

I follow her sight line toward the bay doors. "The hell?"

"Bye!" Mack waves behind her head, scurrying off.

"I hope you give birth in Boone's truck!" I yell as I drag my eyes down Harper's body as she struts toward me. "And I hope you pee your pants!"

Harper stops mid-stride. "Excuse me? You hope I do what?"

"Mack just wobbled to the restroom." I cut my eyes to the bag in her hand, pointing to it. "You goin' somewhere?"

She holds it out in front of her. "No, you are."

"I am! Where am I going?" I rub the growing pain in my chest her closeness is causing me.

She lifts her shoulder, letting it fall as she drops the bag. "I suppose here. I'm not really sure, but I assumed you needed a few things."

"Thanks, but I have some things here." I point to the stairs over my shoulder.

She flips her hair behind her back. "I'd love to see where you're holed up."

"It's not presentable." I grimace when she heads that way. I snatch the bag from the floor and jog to catch up to her. "Seriously, it's wrecked."

"I'll manage." She starts up the steps, leaving me to fall in line behind her. Which is not an awful place to be with her perfectly, plump ass at eye level.

I adjust myself. "Same, girl."

"What's that?" She peeks over her shoulder, taking the knob in hand. "I've often wondered what a bachelor's pad would look like."

I step around her once she's through the door, dropping my bag in a chair. "Yeah, I'm not the tidiest person."

"So, I see." She bites her bottom lip, brushing past me, and she continues to where the bed is. "It has a loft feel, I like it."

"Let me... here ya go." I yank some clothes out of the chair and toss them onto the couch.

Her eyes flicker from the chair to the bed. I'm struck dumb as I watch her plop down on my bed, her hair floats around her, stunning me into silence. "This is fine."

"Damn right."

"Huh? Sorry, I didn't hear you what you said." She grins with a glint in her eye.

I tug my cap low, hoping to hide how fucking much she affects me. "I said, you're fine. That's fine. Where you are is good."

"Are you Alright? You seem a little flustered." She leans forward, and her shirt dips just enough for me to get a shot of her breasts.

"Is there a reason for this visit? I thought you understood everything yesterday."

She leans back, propping herself up on her hands. "I heard you give me every excuse in the book as to why you don't love me. Do ya mean that?"

"Harper, I didn't say a thing about not loving you or wanting you. This is about me and not being enough for you, or what you deserve."

Her eyes snap to mine and she uncrosses her legs, leaving them set apart. "Does that mean you do?"

"I-I need to get back to work." I incline my head toward the door. "May I walk you out?"

She glances over her shoulder, dropping her head before turning to crawl from the bed. "I'm a complete idiot. I'm so sorry."

"No, you're not Harper." I shift, wanting to keep her here but knowing she should go.

"I'm gonna go, I don't want to cause any trouble or be in the way." She eases over to the door.