(Mira)
Thursday morning felt strange. Quiet. Like the calm before a storm.
Ridge had left early again. Another meeting with the brothers. Planning. Preparing for whatever the Iron Wolves would do next.
I sat on the couch with my coffee. Thinking about yesterday. About what Harlow had told me on the porch.
She'd been talking about Asher. About what happened the morning after club night.
"He showed up at my door," she'd said. "Like seven in the morning. Knocked until I answered."
"What did he want?"
"To check on me. Make sure I was okay. Asked if I needed anything." She'd laughed. "I was hungover and half asleep. Told him I was fine. But he didn't leave. Just stood there looking at me like he was deciding something."
"Then what?"
"Then he kissed me. Right there in the doorway. Didn'
