Harper’s eyes drifted, and he cupped her face. “You’re not okay with this, are you?”
“It’s been less than a day, Coop.”
He groaned.
“God, I’m sorry. But fuck, tell me you felt that kiss, Harper. Please tell me I wasn’t alone.”
“You weren’t,” she said, pressing into him closer. “Cooper, you weren’t. There is something between us but...”
“But I’m not him?”
“No, it’s just...”
“You love him,” Cooper said.
She nodded. “Yes.”
Cooper sat up and leaned on his knees. He shook his head a few times. “One damn week. If we’d arrived one week earlier, I would have met you before him.”
She smiled and hooked her arm under his, snuggling into him. Cooper wrapped his arm around her, and they sat there looking across the now dark water.
“Just give me time. My heart’s broken and yet I have feelings for you. It’s confusing,” Harper said. “I feel guilty being here with you and yet for all I know, he’s in Manhattan right now putting a ring on it, you know?”
Cooper tipped her head. “You have nothing to feel guilty about. He left you. He lied to you. And we have every right to explore this.”
She knew everything he said was true, yet her heart ached deeply to feel Daniel’s arms wrapped around her.
But he was gone.