31

2750 Words

31 The rest of the dinner went along at a polite pace. Her family asked Maze about his. Harlow got to hear about Lena’s wedding again as she went over everything that had already been discussed. Maze was polite, but she could tell he’d stopped listening a while ago. “So do you live in the city?” Jean asked. The doorbell went again. Both she and Maze must have felt the same curl of awareness because they glanced to each other. Bale was working, none of the guys would know where they were. Even if they did, they wouldn’t have gotten there so fast. Harlow and Maze hadn’t had time to discuss strategy, but if that was Ophelia at the door, Harlow would take her down. She wasn’t even sure she’d hesitate. “Maze lives with me, Mom,” Harlow said, distracted by the door. “I thought you lived wi

Free reading for new users
Scan code to download app
Facebookexpand_more
  • author-avatar
    Writer
  • chap_listContents
  • likeADD