Page 88 of Redeeming Harmony

She stopped, her face going pink again as she glanced at Preacher. Preacher grinned at her, and Harper said, “It’s fine, Addison. You can say the word sex in front of the two of us.”

Preacher laughed as Addison’s blush deepened and she said, “I’m not going to gossip about your personal business, honey.”

“It’s not gossiping to tell your boyfriend that I’m banging Nathan Henshaw for funsies,” Harper said. “Besides, I’m confident Preacher isn’t going to tell anyone. Hell, he won’t even tell people his real name.”

“No one’s fucking business,” Preacher said.

“Word.” Harper held out her fist, and Preacher bumped it. “Have a good one, you two. Addie, I’ll text you tomorrow.”

* * *

Nathan hopedlike hell he didn’t look as eager as he felt when he opened his front door. Harper grinned at him. “Hey there.”

“Hey, come on in.”

She stepped inside, and he’d barely gotten the door shut and locked before she was pushing him back against the wall. They kissed hungrily, her hands fisting in his shirt as he pulled her in tight and cupped her perfect ass.

“I’m glad you texted,” she said in between peppering his throat with soft kisses.

“I’m glad you came over.” He slid his hand under her shirt and cupped her breast, kneading it through her bra. “You smell fucking great, by the way.”

“Thanks, so do you.” She nipped at his earlobe, gasping into his ear when he pinched her nipple. “Come on, let’s go to your bedroom.”

“Whatever you wa -”

Her grumbling stomach was so loud he was pretty sure his neighbour heard it.

She leaned back, her face delightfully pink with embarrassment. “Sorry. I haven’t eaten dinner yet.”

“It’s almost eight,” he said.

“I know.” She slipped her hands under his shirt and ran her fingers across his stomach. “I’ll eat when I get home.”

He tugged her hands out from under his shirt. “I have leftover stir fry. I’ll heat it up for you.”

“It’s fine,” she said. “I really want to fuck you. I can eat -”

Her stomach growled again, and he grinned at her. “Look, I really want to fuck you too, but I also don’t want you fainting on me during the fucking.”

She hesitated. “We agreed on fucking only, though.”

“No, we agreed on friends with benefits,” he said. “Friends feed other friends, Harper.”

That made her laugh. “Okay, sure. I really am starving.”

“I can hear that,” he said.

She followed him into the kitchen, crouching and holding her hand to Cindy Clawford, who sat under the table. “Here, kitty, kitty. Come here, Cindy. Come here, sweet girl.”

Cindy stretched out her neck and sniffed Harper’s fingers before backing up. She made a wide circle around Harper and left the kitchen, stopping to sniff Katy Purry’s butt as Katy walked into the room.

“Damn,” Harper said. “I thought maybe she’d have warmed up to me.”

“It’ll take more than two visits,” he said. “She really is very shy.”

“I’ll win her over eventually.” Harper sank into a chair, dropping her bag on the floor as Nathan pulled out the leftovers from the fridge.

He heated the stir-fry and set it and a glass of water in front of Harper. She inhaled deeply. “This smells friggin’ delicious. You like to cook, huh?”

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