CHAPTER 42: Harker
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Harker lay in bed, Alison tucked against his side. After the couch he’d carried her to their room and had crawled into bed. He wasn’t sleepy. Usually if he wasn’t tired, he was working or f*****g but right now he was content to hold her in silence and enjoy being with her.
“Harker?”
“Yes.” He sighed. So much for silence.
“I’m sorry I asked about your family. Actually”—she moved so she lay on his chest her hands under her chin—“I’m not sorry that I asked and I’m glad you told me, but I am sorry that your childhood was terrible. That your family sucks.”
“Thank you but it was a long time ago. It doesn’t matter anymore.” Damn, this woman made him warm inside.
“It does matter. Things like that...things that happen when we’re kids make a big difference in the
