Harmony – Steel Brothers Saga Read Online Helen Hardt

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Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 76205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
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“Just so you know,” Dave says. “I don’t use women.”

That earns him my biggest scoff of the night. “You’re one of the three Rake-a-teers,” I say. “So I call bullshit.”

“Was,” he says. “And I don’t know if you realize this, but the other two are engaged to your other two sisters.”

“Don’t remind me.”

“Look.” Dave holds his hands out in front of him. “I didn’t come here looking to hook up with your sister. Maybe it will happen and maybe it won’t, but it’s not the reason. I was telling the truth when I said I needed a vacation. You don’t know the half of what our family’s been through.”

I don’t reply. How can I? He’s right. I don’t know a lot of it. Brianna offered to tell me, but I could tell it made her uncomfortable.

“So…” Dave continues, “if you’ll excuse me, I think I’ll get some shut-eye.” He begins to walk past me.

I grab his arm. “I got it. I get that you need a vacation. I get that you’ve had a hard time—that your family’s had a hard time. I don’t know the details, but I know it was bad. Harsh even. Probably heinous. But here’s where we differ, Simpson.” I stare him dead in the eye. “When my family falls on a hard time, we don’t get a vacation. We can’t afford it.”

His gaze softens.

Which is not what I want.

I do not want, nor have I ever wanted, the Steels’ pity.

Yeah, I’ve really let that resentment and envy go.

But as Brianna said, it will take time.

“What do you want me to say to that?” Dave finally asks. “Do you want me to apologize for having money? For being born into money? I won’t. I had no control over that. I admit it’s made my life a lot easier. And yeah, your life has probably been harder because you don’t have money. Or at least not the kind of money we have. I sure as hell wouldn’t expect you to apologize for that.”

“No. I don’t want you to apologize for it. But there are some things you’ll never understand. Brianna, Donny, Brock… They’ll never understand either, even though they’re involved with my family.”

“I get it, man. But I can guarantee you Brianna and I have seen and heard shit you don’t even want to think about. Shit you probably can’t even conceive.”

I nod. “I understand. But David, two of my sisters are marrying into your family. Hell, I may marry into it myself someday. So if there’s something we should know⁠—”

He lifts his hand to cut me off. “All you need to know is that we’re good and honorable people…despite what our ancestors may have done. We are not them.”

“I got it. Good night.”

Dave simply nods and walks down the hallway toward the elevators.

Chapter Thirty

Brianna

I pounce on Maddie as soon as we get into the bedroom. “Okay, spill it.”

Her cheeks are rosy, and her lips trembling. “I certainly wasn’t expecting it. After all, he specifically said he had not come here for me.”

“You asked me once if I had designs on your brother. I’m not proud of the fact that I lied to you, Maddie. But you know now that I’ve been in love with him for a long time, and miracle of all miracles, he seems to feel the same way. But I’m sorry I lied to you, and I’m asking you to be truthful with me now. Do you have designs on Dave?”

She draws in a breath and falls down on her bed. “I talk to Callie about it sometimes. How attractive I find him.”

“He is a pretty boy, for sure,” I say.

“That’s what everyone says, but to me, he’s so much more than a pretty boy. His smile takes my breath away, and those eyes…”

“I understand. I’ve always coveted my mom’s blue eyes. They’re so gorgeous.”

“For God’s sake, Brianna, you don’t need to covet anything. Next to Rory, I’d put you as the most beautiful one in Snow Creek.”

“I’m afraid I can’t hold a candle to your sister. But thank you for the compliment. You and Callie are both beautiful too, each in your own way. I mean, come on. Your mother was a beauty queen.”

Maddie rolls her eyes. “A beauty queen in local pageants, Bree. Your grandmother was a supermodel.”

I’m not sure what to say to that. She’s right, of course. I’m the granddaughter of supermodel Brooke Bailey, who was huge fifty years ago. But I never knew her because she and my mother didn’t have the best relationship. She died long ago.

“I could tell you not to go falling in love with Dave,” I say, “but who am I to say that? We Steels seem to have a habit of falling hard and falling fast.”

“Don’t worry,” she says. “I’m not laboring under any delusion that the last of the Rake-a-teers is going to fall for me. But it would be nice to have someone to enjoy this trip with.”


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