~ Harpers POV~
“I see you met my mother,” he said. I opened my eyes to look at him again.
“I did, I could sit and talk with her all day.” I replied to him. My heart is still fluttering due to his proximity to me.
“Can we talk for a moment? I think there are some things that need to be said.” He asked me.
“Of course. I guess there are things that we need to discuss.”
He took my hand in his, causing what felt like electricity to shoot through my body. He led me to a round rod iron table that was black with only two chairs. One was positioned across from the other. It looked old but well kept. He pulled a chair out for me. Reluctantly releasing his hand, I sat down. He took the seat across from me. Little fairies had decided to join us. Flying around in all directions. Their
