Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 94921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
“You had no one. The club, you saw as mine. You were alone and because of that loneliness, you found solace in a stranger. I don’t know anything about this Hailey, all I know is that for the past few months, it’s been hard to watch you, and to know I fucked this up. I love you, Harlow, and I had no right to say the shit I did. To do what I did. I felt so betrayed by Hunter and by you, that I forgot you.”
Harlow turned to look at her brother. She couldn’t speak. She waited.
“I only saw my own pain. I forgot that you had been hurt. In one night, you had lost a man that was worth sneaking around for. I don’t know exactly what went on with you and Hunter, but I know it was enough for you to … get pregnant. You lost your baby. You lost something you didn’t even know you had. I’m so sorry for what I did and what I said. I don’t want to lose you.”
Seconds passed, maybe even minutes, but Harlow wasn’t sure what to do or say. Her hands shook. The tears that she had tried to keep at bay spilled over.
She tried to compose herself, but it didn’t work.
“Do you want a hot chocolate?” she asked.
“Yeah, please don’t spit in it.”
Harlow burst out laughing and wiped her eyes. “I don’t spit in food or in coffee. I might threaten to, but that’s not something I do. I watched Erick do it, and he was so gross.”
She poured out the two mugs and turned to Big Dick. He held his arms open, and Harlow knew she didn’t want this conflict between them anymore.
Stepping into his arms, he held her tightly. “I love you, squirt. Always.”
“I love you too, George.”
She hadn’t called him George in so long, but now it felt right.
Chapter Twenty-One
“What does your sister like?” Hunter asked, and he wanted to punch himself in the face.
“I’m not going to help you,” Big Dick said.
He hadn’t seen Andrew around, and Harlow pretty much went to work and home. She hadn’t returned to the bar, nor did she go anywhere else. From his … stalking, he had discovered she also had the groceries delivered. His opportunities to get close to Harlow never materialized. She was never alone.
“Dude, seriously, I’m not asking for much. She has rejected all forms of flowers. She doesn’t want roses, dahlias, daisies, tulips, and a whole load of other shit I can’t think of. The chocolates are a waste. Jewelry gets returned. Clothing gets returned. I even did a gift basket of makeup and do you know how much that shit costs, and that didn’t work either.” Hunter was running out of options.
Big Dick moved from beneath his bike. He was now freezing his balls off to try and get anything he could out of Big Dick for help.
“And in all the time you were with Harlow, did you use any of that stuff?” Big Dick asked.
“No.”
“Then that’s your answer.”
“It was secret. I couldn’t send her flowers or trinkets.”
“Harlow doesn’t need random shit. She never has. It’s a waste of time and money.” Big Dick folded up his cloth.
“Then tell me what she does need,” Hunter asked. “I wouldn’t be coming to you if I wasn’t out of options.”
Big Dick shook his head. “You know, for an intelligent guy, you are a bit of a moron.”
Hunter was not in the mood to be throwing out insults. He was aware brother and sister were now back on good terms. If Harlow could forgive Big Dick, then he wasn’t going to lose hope. There was a chance of her forgiving him and he was going to take that chance.
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“My sister is not won over with items or stupid fucking flowers or bastard chocolates. What did you do before to win her?”
“I didn’t do anything.”
Big Dick rolled his eyes. “How are you not a fucking virgin?”
He was on his last freaking nerve with this fucker.
“Time, Hunter. That’s all you need. You’ve got to be there for Harlow. Not because you want to fuck her either. You want to be around her, enjoy her company.”
“She doesn’t want to spend any time with me,” he said.
Big Dick sighed. “You messed it up, man. Just like I did. I reacted, but I did so after you broke up with her. Only you and time can fix this, and that’s all I’m going to say.”
Hunter watched as Big Dick made his way into the clubhouse. He rubbed his eyes.
Time.
When it came to Harlow, he felt this pull to her. Even without the sex, he had enjoyed her company. She’d been so refreshing.
He walked to his bike and straddled the machine, turning over the ignition. He took off out of the clubhouse, and made his way back into town. It was nearing lunchtime. Harlow was a little unpredictable when it came to her breaks. Every day he made his way into town, and only a handful of times did she go to the diner. Otherwise, she hung out at the shop.