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His tone pleaded for me to turnaround.
"I really need to get set up here." I didn't recognize my ownvoice.
"Can I help?" He reached around and brushed his fingers over mine. Of course, I would have the book labeled bedroom inmyhand.
I stifled a giggle. Harrison, in my bedroom, didn’t cross my inappropriate mindatall.
I rolled my eyes atmyself.
His powerful aura, for lack of a better term, felt familiar. Not that I had been near him before, but I knew his type. He commanded everything around him. His being alone demanded your attention anddevotion.
I shook the thought out ofmyhead.
"I've got it covered," I said with more confidence thanIfelt.
Hesighed.
The disappointment rolled off his body andengulfedme.
I’ddisappointedhim.
He was displeasedwithme.
I shook it off again. I had no allegiance to this man. We had never metbefore.
And oh, by the way, Brooklyn, you'remarried.
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Harrison
Thank God for quick reflexes, or she would have fallen on her perfect round ass. When I had helped her up, she melted under my touch. I felt it; I'd felt it before. When she'd touched me, I wanted to pulled her close, to touch her and feel her body against mine, on purposethistime.
After staring at me and taking me in before, she wouldn't look atmenow.
"I'm going to have a look around. Let me know if you need any help," I said as my gaze took in the large space. The size of the house wasn't uncommon in Highland Park, especially with new money moving in. The house was a cement shell; it would take a lot to make itfeelfull.
She turnedaround.
Istopped.
She bit her lip, and her eyes darted around as if she was afraid to look in my eyesagain.
"What do you think of the place?" sheasked.
I walked back toward the opening where the door should be and turned around. The stairs were on the left. The rest of the first floor was a big open space. A hallway to my left went on forever. If I remembered the plans Justin showed me, it led to the masterbedroom.
"It's massive.” Inodded.
"Yeah, that's what I thought," she said and pushed a stray piece of hair behindherear.
"It's not a bad thing, but it makes me wonder about the people who are going to live in it," I said and tiltedmyhead.
She narrowedhereyes.
"I mean. If it’s just two people, are they thinking about the future, kids, grandkids, social gatherings, family? Or are they avoiding something? A lot of empty square footage between twopeople."
She blinked and gnawed on herlowerlip.
