Chapter Eight
HARLIE
Finding Rex with the nearest woman wrapped around him was neither a surprising nor unusual sight. Lord knows I’d witnessed similar scenes enough over the years.
Yes, I realize he thought it was me bent over the crate. Yet the way Raina responded made it obvious they were familiar and comfortable with each other intimately. The flirty banter had come effortlessly, with no awkwardness.
What shocked me to my core was the realization that it didn’t bother me. Not in the least. The expected pang of jealousy didn’t pierce my chest, no nausea rose in my throat and I didn’t want to beat the hell out of her.
Heading into the house and up the stairs, I pondered exactly what I did feel. There was humor over Rex’s failed attempt to deter Raina, who appeared oblivious to his i
