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touch mine. My stomach begins to constrict with discomfort.
    “I-I’m fine.”
    He holds tight, continuing the faux affection I’d instigated the last time I’d seen him, although his intentions are very real.
    “I was worried,” he whispers in my ear.
    Dana’s mouth practically drops to the floor at the familiarity Harris is showing me.
    “Um- you’ve met my sister? Dana?” I step aside, pushing my arms even tighter over my chest to conceal whatever they can.
    “Just as gorgeous as her sister,” Harris reaches out for Dana’s limp hand and raises it to his lips before kissing the flat top like a gentleman from an old-fashioned movie.
    She smiles awkwardly. “Thank you, Dr. Walker. You’re too kind. Really.”
    Once the man is done with his admiration of my sibling and his attention is turned back to me, the reason for his visit, Dana wipes her hand exaggeratedly against her clothes, wrinkling her face in disgust.
    I hold my breath and bite my cheek to keep from laughing and giving her away.
    I take hold of Harris’s arm and lead him away from Dana before she unintentionally insults him. My place is small, so unless I want to take our little visit to the steam-filled bathroom or Dana’s room, formerly known as the guest room, the only place to guide him is my bedroom.
    My gut is screaming not to do it, not to take him into the sanctuary that will only serve to offer more mixed messages, but I can’t have Dana eavesdropping.
    Once the door is closed, Harris turns on his heel, pressing me into the door. His hands seize my breasts, toying aggressively with the pert nipples that have been regretfully enticing him since he walked through the door.
    His mouth takes mine hungrily, forcing it to mold to the contours of his kneading lips. His tongue presses against my tight lips, demanding entry, but I’m able to avoid it by shifting to let him dip it instead into crease of my jaw as he begins to suck on the thin skin of my neck.
    “I never thought I’d make it into your bedroom so fast. You have no idea how long I’ve dreamt about this, Charlie.”
    I can’t help but roll my eyes, hidden from his view.
    “Harris. My sister’s outside the door” I hope it works.
    I feel his body slump in disappointment.
    “When then?” he asks, desperate. “Tomorrow night. We’re both off. Let me take you out, show you how good it can be.”
    His hold is tight, his stare is harder.
    “I may have something planned. Can I let you know?” I ask, thinking I’ve secured an exit strategy to his invitation.
    He nods. His grip is unrelenting, pressing me closer.
    “How did you get here?” I ask, looking to break his attention from my body. “Isn’t your car still in the shop?”
    His hand slips down, cupping my ass, squeezing.
    I jump.
    “I’ve got others. Driving the Bimmer today.”
    Wow. I pull back, stretching my neck to give some space. “That’s quite a collection of cars.”
    He laughs, his hand getting acquainted with every curve of my bottom.
    “A man’s gotta have his toys. Gotta spend it somewhere. What about your Jeep? What kind of problems did you have with it?”
    I blush from embarrassment. “I crashed.”
    His eyes widen, snapping out of his lust. “Are you hurt? How bad was it?”
    I shake my head, “No, no. I’m fine. It was so stupid. Crashed into a pile of garbage cans.”
    He laughs. “Are you a bad driver? Because, don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind doing the driving, but maybe I should know if  you’re a hazard behind the wheel?”
    I roll my eyes at him.
    “No! I’m a good driver! Really, I swear. I-I just accidentally took one of your pills and it really messed with me.”
    He breathes deep. “I was afraid they’d be too strong for you. I’ll get you something else, instead. Something a little easier to function with.”
    I’m shocked at his quick offer. It’s tempting… very tempting. Instantly, I remember the vow I made to both of my siblings as well as myself.
    “Harris,