Kev chuckled, his hands falling from my body. “She’s all yours, Harm.”
Harmony grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the patio doors. “Thanks, Kev!” she called over her shoulder. “You’re in Chelsea’s old room, right?”
My eyebrows knitted together as I followed her to the club girl’s hall. “Yeah…”
She pushed my door open and walked over to my bed, turned her body and leaped on it with a bounce. “I need to talk to you. Close the door.”
I did as she asked, wondering what I’d done wrong. She patted the bed beside her, gesturing for me to take a seat. When I did, she turned her body toward me. “I thought I better rescue you from Kev before Leo blew a fuse.”
“What?” I asked, knowing she was right but confused as to how she knew.
She laughed softly, her body seemed to relax more, becoming less like an Old Lady, who wanted to grill me, and more like a friend who wanted to chat. “I love Leo. And I love Macy. I was there when he lost his wife, and Chelsea and I both helped him through it alongside his brothers.”
I nodded. I didn’t know much when it came to details about Leo’s wife, but I knew she’d passed away when Macy was born.
“Both of them mean a lot to me, and I want to see them happy.”
“So do I,” I replied. “But I’m not sure where you’re going with this.”
She looked me dead straight in the eye, her head slightly tilted like she was studying me. “I’ve never seen him look at a girl the way he looks at you,” she said, curiosity in her tone. “Club girls have always been club girls to him. He came, he went, he respected them all, but he never cared if he saw one dancing with one of his brothers.”
I cleared my throat. “Yeah, that was pretty intense.”
“I don’t want to see him… or Macy… get hurt.”
“I wouldn’t,” I protested.
“Not intentionally. No. Chelsea said you’re sweet, that you look out for the kids and do your shit with a smile.” She grinned.
I sighed. “Harmony, I don’t want to be rude, but I really am not sure what your point is. Whether I feel something for Leo or not, it doesn’t matter. I promised I would stick to the rules, no exceptions.”
She shook her head. “He feels something for you. I know it. And you feel it, too.”
“It doesn’t matter what I feel,” I told her quietly. Yes, maybe there was something between Leo and I. It had hit me like a Mac truck, and I still wasn’t sure how to process the things I was feeling. But I was here as a club girl, I needed the club to watch over me until Satan’s Sanctuary sorted things, and this shit with Simon was done.
I made a promise to Optimus that I would follow the rules, no special treatment. I was a club girl, and that meant doing what I had to do despite these crazy emotions running through me.
“Sometimes it’s best not to fight it.” I looked back to her, our eyes connecting. She continued, “These men are exceptional. They stand strong, and they love fiercely. It can be overwhelming to think that they might see you as something more than you see yourself. But if you just let them in, it can be so beautiful.”
I could hear the power in her words, unquestionable belief in what she was saying.
“I hear you,” I told her, my voice barely above a whisper. “But this isn’t on me. He’s the one who holds the power here. So unless he decides there’s something more between us, I have to do my job.”
She sighed but nodded in understanding. The room was quiet, and my thoughts were running wild. I needed something to break the tension.
“Did Kit really make you cuddle with him the first night you were together?”
A burst of laughter came from her mouth. “Yes. Yes, he did.”
“He’s a cuddler? Really? But he’s so—”
“Brooding? Serious? Manly?” she offered with a giggle.
“All of the above.”
She nodded. “Expect the unexpected with these boys. They’ll surprise you.”
I thought back to the way he’d kissed me and held me after fucking me on the table. No, it hadn’t just been fucking. There was something more between us. I’d expected him to walk away, like all the other boys did, with a pleased smile and acatch you later.