CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVEHarrison
He tugged at his collar; this bow tie was choking him. Harrison wasn’t a tux kind of guy. Give him a comfortable pair of blue jeans and a fitted t-shirt, and he was happy. But tonight, the whole team had donned tuxes. Uncomfortable, hot tuxes.
Harrison searched the sea of people for Talia. Last he’d seen her, she was sitting at a table with Paige and Trina. He wanted to talk to her, but tonight his job was to serve dinner and drinks to the folks who had paid top dollar for this fundraiser.
Despite everything going on around him, Talia was always on his mind. She was the one who had suggested that they take a “break,” not him.
He did agree that things were getting too hot and heavy too fast, and they had never stopped to really discuss a relationship. Up unti
