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fine. Thank you,” I replied.
    His smile grew. He hadn’t expected me to take it.
    “Good, I wanted the honey,” he replied with a wink. I hated that my stomach fluttered. I didn’t need that to start happening. Grant was on the other side of a line that I
wasn’t going to cross.
    “It isn’t my business who Nan is screwing. That’s over between us. I’m just checking in on her. Making sure she’s not about to go off the grid again. She’s
home now, so it’s all good.”
    Why would he do that? What had she done to earn that kind of protectiveness from someone like Grant? “That’s nice of you,” I said because I didn’t know what else to say.
I took a bite of my chicken.
    “You’re gonna hold that against me, aren’t you?” he asked, studying me in a way that only made me want to squirm.
    “You can protect who you want, Grant. We’re just sharing some Chinese food. Doesn’t matter what I think.” I replied before putting more chicken in my mouth.
    Grant frowned and then a small smile touched his lips. “I feel like we’re doing this crazy-ass dance around each other every time I get around you. I don’t play games. It
ain’t my thing, sugar. So let me be blunt,” he said, setting his food back down on the table and turning his body so that he faced me completely. I tried to calm my racing heart. What
was he doing? What was I going to do if he got any closer? Guys didn’t flirt with me. They didn’t come into my room. I was Kiro’s weird, awkward daughter. Didn’t Grant get
that?
    “I don’t want you to hate me,” he said, simply.
    I didn’t hate him. I shook my head. “I don’t.”
    “Yeah, you do. I’m not used to people hating me. Especially beautiful girls,” he said and flashed me a wicked grin.
    He had called me beautiful. Did he really think that? Or was he feeling sorry for me because I was so socially inept?
    “Harlow, do you realize that you’re breathtaking? Just looking at you can become addictive.”
    Wow.
    “That confused, flustered look on your face is all the answer I need. You don’t have a clue how amazing you are. That’s a shame,” he said, reaching over and taking a
strand of my hair and wrapping it around his finger. “It’s a real shame.”
    I wasn’t sure that I was breathing. My entire body had shut down. I couldn’t move. Grant was touching me. And even though it was my hair, it felt so nice. I dropped my gaze to his
hand and watched as his thumb gently ran over the hair he was holding.
    “It’s like silk,” he said in a hushed voice. Like he didn’t want anyone to hear him.
    I just watched him. What was I supposed to say to him?
    “Harlow,” he said, leaning closer to me. I could feel his warm breath on my skin.
    “Yes,” I choked out, watching him closely as he moved toward me.
    “I think about you. I dream about you,” he said in a husky whisper against my ear. I shivered and felt my grip on my chicken loosen. God, please don’t let me dump my food on
myself.
    “You’re too sweet for me, but damned if I care,” he said, then pressed a kiss to the skin under my ear. “I don’t want you to hate me. I want you to forgive me for
being with Nan. It’s over.”
    The reminder of Nan was enough to snap me out of my trance, and I jumped up from the bed and walked across the room to stand far enough away that I felt safe.
    I didn’t look back at Grant. I kept my back to him and stared out the window. Maybe he would just leave. I felt my face grow hot. I had let him get so close. I had let him kiss my neck.
What was I thinking?
    “I shouldn’t have said her name,” he said in a defeated tone. He was perceptive. “Will you tell me what I can do to prove to you that I don’t want Nan? That she was
a moment of insanity and weakness? I was being a guy and she was there. I made a mistake.”
    He wanted me to forgive him about as much as I wanted to be able to forget Nan. I liked Grant. No . . . I fantasized about Grant. Since