Chapter 21
Ash
Whoever said there's no such thing as just f*****g a woman and not catching feelings needs to have his head examined.
I take a sip of the scotch in my hand and wince as it burns a path down my throat. As I throw back the second refill, I grudgingly realize that person just might be correct.
I know hazel eyes no longer works for Harry's cargo and she's starting nursing school the following week. That means whatever s**t I have with her should have closed down the moment I heard. Instead, I made a deal with Mr. Harry that as long as I keep sending in goods through him, he should keep paying her, and double of what she was earning.
That wasn't all.
When I got a text from her asking if I'd sent her flowers, I felt something inch it's way across my chest, tightening it, co
