"Fine, thanks. " He slipped his hands into his pockets as Mitch wandered off. Alone, he scanned the room, brow knitting over some coins dangling from red ribbons. "Hell of a TV," he said when Mitch came back with a can.
"Next to my son, my pride and joy. Have a seat. "
"I'll get right to it. Where's this thing you've got going with my mother heading?"
Mitch sat, studied Harper as he lifted his own can. "I can't tell you, as a lot of it depends on her, and where she wants it to head. Obviously, since I'm not blind, deaf, or dead, I find her very attractive. I admire what she's done with her life, and enjoy her company. "
"If any of that attraction has to do with her money or her position, you're going to want to step away, right now. "
With apparent calm, Mitch picked up the remote, hit the mute button, then set it down again. "That's a very ugly thing to say. "
"She had a very ugly time not that long ago. "
"Which is why I'm not kicking you out of my home. Such as it is. " He reached down below the insult and got a tenuous hold on patience. "Your mother doesn't need money or position to be attractive. She's one of the most beautiful and fascinating women I've ever known. I feel something for her, and I believe she feels something for me. I'm hoping we'll be able to explore those feelings. "
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p; "Your first marriage cracked up. "
"It did. I cracked it. " He turned the Coke can in his hand. "There's no beer in the fridge because I don't drink anymore, and haven't for fourteen years. I'm an alcoholic, and I destroyed my first marriage. All of which I've told your mother, in more detail than I'm willing to tell you. Because I thought she deserved to know before we took those initial steps into what I'm hoping is a relationship. "
"I apologize for embarrassing you. "
"You haven't. Pissed me off some. "
"I'm not sorry about that. She's my mother, and you weren't there to see what she went through. What she's still dealing with. "
"How do you mean, still?"
"She found out tonight he opened a credit card in her name - can't prove it, not yet anyway, but it was him. Charged on it, so she's got the hassle of closing it down, dealing with the legal end - and having to tell the rest of us about it. "
Mitch set the drink aside, pushed out of the chair to pace a circle around the room. And it was the temper pumping off him that calmed Harper.
"I thought about hunting him down, beating the crap out of him. "
"I'll hold your coat, then you can hold mine. "
Another knot in Harper's belly loosened. It was exactly the sentiment he could respect. "David talked me out of it. David and Stella, actually. Mama would hate it. It's one of those things she'd find . . . unseemly - then there'd be the gossip that rolled out of it. So I came here to take a few punches at you instead. Work off some of the mad. "
"Mission accomplished?"
"Seems like it. "
"That's something. " Mitch scooped both hands through his hair. "Is she okay? How's she handling it?"
"Like she handles everything. Straightforward, takes the steps. She deals. But she's churned up. More worried that he'll take the same sort of shot at me, or my brothers. Embarrassed, too," he added. "It's the kind of thing that embarrasses her. "
Mitch's expression went grim. "He'd know that, wouldn't he? That'll be the perk, even more than whatever he charged on the bogus account. "
"Yeah, you got that right. I want you to know, if you hurt her, any way, shape, or form, I'll make you pay for it. Seems fair to tell you up-front. "
"Okay. " Mitch came back to the chair, sat. "Let me lay this out so we understand each other. I'm forty-eight. I make a good living. Nothing spectacular, but I do fine. I like my work, I'm good at my work, and lucky for me it pays the bills and gives me enough to be comfortable. "
As an afterthought, Mitch shoved the open bag of chips on the table in Harper's direction. "My ex-wife and her husband are good people, and between us - without much help from me for the first six years, we raised a hell of a young man. I'm proud of that. I've had two serious relationships since my divorce, and a few that weren't so serious. I care about your mother, I respect what she's accomplished, and I have no intention of causing her any sort of harm or unhappiness. If I do, I have a feeling she'll pay me back for it before you can get off the mark. "
He paused, took a drink. "Is there anything else you want to know?"
"Just one thing right now. " Harper picked up the bag, dug in. "Can I hang out and watch the rest of the game?"