“Why are you so much better than me at this?”
Harlow allows Austin to turn in her arms as she looks at him.
“I am far from being better, I am more practiced at this”
Austin’s heart hurts. No one should be more practiced at this type of thing. Large families are meant to offer more love. Why does it seem like the Mitchell and Bailey family are both large families but the fathers forgot all that, it seems like they are more in competition with each other.
They are so similar.
Austin flips their bodies around so that Harlow is pressed against the bench, his hands moving to her thighs as he picks her up, placing her on the counter.
“So, Miss Bailey, are we going to train?”
“If you want to, but I have a few other ideas of what we could do”
Austin’s fingers run in under her shirt.
“I wa
