Page 80 of Perfect Harmony

“What do you mean?” Grace said.

He groaned. “Has he already moved in?”

“I – what – I don’t know what you’retalking about.”

“Your poker face sucks, Grace.”

“My poker face is amazing,” she said. “Yoursister and Connor aren’t living together… officially.”

He laughed. “When does he move inofficially?”

“His lease is up at his apartment nextmonth.”

“Good for them,” he said.

“Seriously?”

“Yes, why?”

“Kira didn’t think you’d approve of your babysister living in sin, and, honestly, I didn’t think you would either,” shesaid.

“Jesus, I’m not seventy years old. Besides,Kira is an adult. If she wants to live with Connor, she should live with him.”

He froze when Grace pressed her hand againsthis forehead. “Huh, you’re not burning up with fever, but you’re obviously delirious.”

“Ha, ha,” he said.

She grinned at him before popping the lastof her food into her mouth.

“I like Connor,” he said. “Even if he isfrom Willington. Plus, it’s nice to see Kira so happy. She’s who she was before…”

“Before your parents died,” Grace said.

“Yeah.” He stood and rinsed his plate asGrace joined him at the sink.

“Go sit down, I’ll clean up,” she said.

“Nah, it’ll be faster if we both do it,” hesaid.

They worked quietly, rinsing the dishes andloading the dishwasher. She scrubbed the pots and pans clean and he dried themand put them away as she wiped down the table and counter.

They made a good team and there was somethingsatisfying about doing these simple household tasks with Grace. He watched asGrace hung the dishcloth over the sink before crossing her arms over her torso.

“So, um, what are your plans for thisevening?”

What he wanted to do was take her to his room,undress her, and finally have a taste of her pussy. His dick pressed against thezipper of his jeans and he hoped like hell she didn’t glance at his crotch. “Notmuch. Watch some TV, maybe.”

“No baseball tonight?”

He shook his head. “Friday night.”

“Right,” she said. “So, um…”

“TV,” he said. “Let’s watch some TV.”

He headed to the living room, adjusting hisaching dick before sitting down on the couch. Grace hovered in the doorway.

“Sit down,” he said.

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