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Coming back a day earlier to surprise her no longer seems like a good idea.

A soft hand touches my arm.

I turn around. A pretty face with smiling eyes fills my sight.

“Oh, my God. You are him.”

Her voice sounds familiar.

Harper?

I give her a swift once-over. For some reason, that’s not how I imagined her––a young woman with a mane of unruly hair who now walks into a patch of light, her features coming into better focus.

She wears a form-fitting dress that sets off her figure and heels that make her legs look longer. Her eyes dip to my tattoos, her fingers kneading my arm gently.

Recognition flickers through her eyes.

“It is you,” she says, barely breathing.

“Harper?”

“Mm-hmm,” she murmurs, her gaze drifting slowly, taking in my body.

She swings her eyes back to my face, curls her arms around my neck, leans on me, and whispers in my ear.

“I’m a premium member... You know?”

She pulls back a little, a flirty smile tugging at her lips.

Come to think of it, telling her about the site was a dumb idea. I thought she’d hook me up with some traffic and forget about me.

She did–– that’s how my little side project took off, became viral, and brought in the paying members––but she got a bit attached.

Okay. Perhaps more than a bit.

That was bad planning on my part. The whole idea was not to reveal my identity or meet with members in real life.

“So you like it?” I ask coyly.

“Are you kidding me? I love it. It makes me horny as hell.”

Her eyes slip down to my groin––as if I needed another hint.

“What happened to your boyfriend?” I ask.

She starts chewing on her lip.

“We just broke up.”

“Not because of sex, I gather,” I say like I’m some shrink.

“Well... It was rather because of the lack of it.”

Her lips purse comically. I stay silent.

“Do you want something to drink?” she asks.

“Sure,” I say, eager to shift her focus away from me and break the awkward moment.


Tags: Shayne Ford Romance