So Harper had agreed to leave.
Bane wouldn’t look at her properly. He mumbled his goodbye. Harper knew he wasn’t happy. He didn’t say it, but she knew she had somehow hurt him by coming here.
It was a stupid night.
A stupid, stupid night.
As the vehicle approached her house, she wondered if Josh’s friends would still be there. Whether they’d all be awake still. It was possible. It was only a quarter to one. She hoped Josh would be up, because she wanted to talk to him. She wanted to tell him everything.
Even as she had been in the shifter club with Bane, she had begun to feel her love for Josh slipping. Like it was something she could forget while being there. She wasn’t sure she believed Bane when he talked about the club being inside a world separate to her own. But there was distance. There were borders and walls she had crossed to get there. Now she was coming back, Bane and his club felt like a faraway dream. Something that only happened inside her mind.
This here.
This start to her driveway.
This was the true reality.
“Thank you,” Harper said to the Chauffeur before he took off down the empty road. She turned and walked up through the front garden and towards the front door. She unlocked it with her set of keys and entered.
Inside, the hallway was trashed. Half a bag of corn chips was spread out in the centre of it, without any sign of the bag, and a couple of beers had been completely spilt in the barrier between here and the kitchen.
Inside there, someone had managed to vomit all over the counter.
“Oh my God,” Harper exclaimed. “Gross!”
She set her handbag down on one of the stools and exited looking for the bedroom.
“Josh!” she called out.
No answer. She could hear music coming from the end of the hall.
She stopped in front of the bedroom and nudged the door halfway open. It collided with the head of a guy Harper didn’t recognized, passed out on the carpet.
When her eyes centred on the bed, Harpers heart nearly choked in her throat.
Josh was naked and asleep, in the arms of two equally naked and asleep women.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Harper picked up the nearest discarded bottle, and hurled it against the wall behind the head of the bed where Josh and his companions were. It shattered with a loud crash, spraying glass all over them.
Josh woke up with a start.
“Hey who did –” he began before seeing Harper. “Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Ah… Ah…”
“Save it,” Harper growled and marched back down the hall.
“Harps!” Josh shouted running out after her with the bed sheet.
She pulled her handbag up from the kitchen stool and put it over her shoulder.
“What?” she shouted.
“You gotta forgive me,” Josh said. “I didn’t intend for this. Things just got … crazy tonight.”
“Yeah. They sure did.”
She turned to go down the hall towards the front of the house.
“Wait a second, you gotta give me another chance!” Josh shouted. “A chance to – explain. And – apologize!”
Harper stopped. “Why should I do that?”
He grabbed her hand. “Because we’re getting married. I’m going to be yours forever.”
“It’s amazing,” Harper said under her breath. “How long have we been together?”
“Huh?” Josh murmured. “Uh, a year. Two years. A long time, right?”
“And it’s only now that I really know who you are.”
“You can’t base this on everything else!” Josh slurred. “I wasn’t thinking! I’m fucking out of my mind.”
“Let go of me,” Harper said.
He let go. “Sorry. I just. Can we talk this out? Please. It’s really, it really doesn’t mean anything.”
Harper looked back at him, and then saw a figure emerge in the kitchen.
It was one of Jayden’s friends who had held her by the van.
“Holy shit,” the guy laughed. “What the fuck?”
“Fuck off asshole,” Josh said glaring back at him. “I’m talking to my girl here!”
When he looked back to Harper he saw there wasn’t a tear in her eyes.
“Harps,” he said. “Can we talk about this? Will you try to … try to…”
Harper lowered her head. “I can’t do that.”
“Well, why not?” Josh demanded.
“Because I’m not here,” she whispered. “I don’t exist.”
“What does that mean? Harper?!”
She opened the front door and stepped out into the darkness of the night before her. She now understood the meaning of this whole night.
She understood what she had to do.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
As she had hoped, Bane answered Cordelia’s phone. “Hello?”
“Bane?” Harper gushed. “Oh, thank God.”
“What’s the matter?”
“Can you come get me? I’m at the front of my house where your guy dropped me off a minute ago.”
Silence.
“Bane?”
“What happened?”
“It doesn’t matter,” Harper said. “I don’t belong here anymore. I want to leave it all behind. I’m so glad I met you. And it’s hurt me so much not being able to express my feelings towards you.”
“Is it real this time?” Bane asked.
“Is what real?”
“Are you real?”
“I’m real,” Harper said. “I want to be with you. Wherever that takes us. I just want to be with you. And I don’t know what to say, or how to put it into words because it’s not like that at all. It’s just something I feel inside.”
“Okay,” Bane whispered. “I’ll see you soon then.”
CHAPTER TWENTY
By soon, he meant really soon. Less than a minute later the limousine had returned to the front of Harper’s house, but this time Bane was in the backseat, waiting for her.
“How did you get here so fast?” Harper demanded.
Bane reached out and pulled the door shut behind her. “It sounded like you were in trouble.”
“I asked how not why.”
“Sometimes the why is the how,” Bane said mysteriously.
Harper looked down and noticed their legs were touching. She looked towards the far end of the car. “He can’t see anything can he?”
“Not at the moment,” Bane said, touching her hair.
The moonlight oozed through the window and shimmered around her face.
“Why do we feel this way?” Harper whispered. “Why do I want this so much?”
“Perhaps it’s something we haven’t had before,” Bane whispered back. “Perhaps this is a love we’ve never ever felt.”
Harper looked up at him, quivering.
“Are you afraid?” he asked.
“I think I must be,” Harper said. “Or otherwise I’m nervous. Or excited.”
“I like that third one best,” Bane replied.
Harper nodded. She slowly closed her eyes and moved her lips up towards his. Bane put an arm around her shoulder and leant down to meet her halfway.
And then it was happening.
They were kissing.
Harper’s heart raced. His lips were soft and his tongue was gentle, but the area around his mouth was firm and coarse. His eyes were half open. So were hers. They kissed slowly at first, and broke away at intervals. But then the intervals became shorter and shorter. The kissing so intense. He moved around to her neck and kissed her there as well.
Harper sighed with a release of anxiety, and then she allowed Bane to guide her to the floor of the limo. His arms embraced her entire body as they kissed and kissed and kissed some more. With her eyes closed throughout, she let her fingers find his belt buckle and clawed her way through, until she was holding and stroking his manhood. Bane was already hard, ferociously hard. She opened her eyes and saw the look of intense desire in hi
s eyes. He was going to fuck her, and neither could resist.
Moments later, he had penetrated her. His warmth shot through her entire body, causing her to almost pass out. She stayed conscious and in the moment though, as he kept pulling her into him, kissing her as beautifully as he could.
Harper’s nails bit into his back through his shirt, unable to contain her excitement. His hips continued thrusting back and forth, until his movement, his breath, his body was all she knew and cared about. She wanted to say more to him. Understand more of what they had together. Bane was such a unique individual in that he was a bear shifter, and from a world unlike her own. Doubts would soon have to form. Like how compatible she was with him. What if he didn’t like things about her? What if she didn’t like things about him?
She could see their entire life together. A story trapped within an unopened book.
She hoped one day she would be able to look back and read it.
“I love you,” Bane said out of nowhere. “I’m going to love you forever.”
Harper looked up to him, tears in her eyes. “I don’t know why. But I think I love you too.”
He ejaculated and fell into her, kissing each other’s cheeks. He did not withdraw for a long time.
“I’m going to marry you, Harper,” Bane said. “If you want to marry me that is. How do you feel about that?”
“I don’t know,” Harper said blushing. “Maybe. Someday I guess.”
Bane rolled off of her and stared into her eyes smiling. “How about Sunday?”
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Table of Contents
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CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN
CHAPTER TWENTY
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