Chapter 36
Harry's POV "A month mate," I tell Grant, sitting back against the booth. "So you're telling me you are risking your job to be with her?" His eyebrows knit together as he sips his beer. "Of course. Wouldn't you?" I question him. "Dude this isn't about me. But I guess if I loved her enough then yeah, I would." "Exactly, now shut the f**k up." I roll my eyes. Sometimes I wonder why I'm even friends with him. "So I'm assuming you found a place to stay then?" I ask him. When I got home from my parents beach house he was gone. I wasn't complaining. "Yeah, just a small town house over by the mall. It cost me an arm and a leg, but I have a good job that pays well." He shrugs and finishes his beer, calling for another. "That's good, I'm glad to have you out of my hair." "Don't sound too e
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