CHAPTER 21: Harker
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The next morning, Harker waited in the kitchen for Alison. They were going to sort this out because he was done being used for his c**k. He started the coffee and dropped two waffles into the toaster. Alison would be hungry. She was always hungry.
He cut some fruit and put it into a bowl. This was what he wanted—to take care of her. He poured some coffee in his cup and sat at the table. They were having a kid together. It only made sense that they stayed married. Plus, they were more than compatible sexually, and he enjoyed her company. He liked her. He froze, the cup halfway to his mouth as a tiny voice whispered, Is that all? Who are you trying to kid? You feel more for her than that.
The toaster popped and he pushed those unnerving thoughts aside as he w
