It’s nice to meet you, Elise,” he says, a slow, sexy smile pulling at his lips. “I’m Harlin.
Suzanne YoungIs it wrong that I’m wishing for congestive heart failure now?” he asks through the food.
Suzanne YoungAlthough it’s always nice to make new friends.”
“Who are mutually attracted?”
“That’s a bonus.
I’m in love with someone else,” he says. “But she’s gone. And I—
Suzanne YoungYou make me proud every day.” Lucy and I start to groan, ready to tell him to stop being so sappy, when he laughs. “And I’m most proud when you’re home by curfew without any boys around.
Suzanne YoungThat was a nice save,” Harlin says, sounding amused. “So detailed. Like a nurse.”
“Shut up, Harlin,” I say, trying not to smile. “I didn’t hear you offer anything better.”
“You sure you didn’t want to tell him we were playing doctor? That might have sounded more believable.
You’re still home?” I ask. “It’s not even curfew.”
“Thought I’d grace you all with my presence.” She pauses to smile.
What can I say? You bring out the devil in me.”
“That’s not a comforting thing to tell a pastor’s daughter,
Are you sure this is okay?” he asks. “I mean, did your dad really invite the handsome stranger who’s dating his daughter to sleep on the couch?”
“I like how you added in the ‘handsome.
I’ve already loved you twice,
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