Page 89 of Nothing to Tell

“Gets better and better,” Bastian muttered.

“She’s playing with you,” Carolyn said.“Neither of those men would take advantage of your sister.”

“Know who would?”Keely asked, switching her focus to Harper.“Ricardo Whey.”

“Don’t go there,” Bastian said quickly.

“What did he say to you at the charity ball, Harper?”Keely ignored her brother.“I never get that close to him, he’s a total creep.”

“For those unprepared.He hides his true nature behind his money,” Carolyn added.“Yes, I have to say, that’s a man every young woman should avoid at any cost.”

“And his wife.She should avoid him too, she should run away.Fast.”Keely nodded.“I don’t know why that woman stays with him.”

“Money,” the Hunt parents said in unison.

A ringtone buzzed.

Bastian was the only one who didn’t hear it.

Harper squeezed his hand again.“Knight?”

“Hmm?”He sat up, grabbing his phone.“Hunt,” he answered and kissed her hand before getting up to pace out of the room.

Thomas smiled at his wife and disappeared through a different door.

“Do you want to come shopping with us today?”Keely asked.

“I have work to do today,” Harper said.“But thank you for the offer.”

Keely grinned at her mother.“Have you ever seen Bastian so out of it?”

“He knows what I think,” Carolyn said.“I hope you’re over your spat.”

Heat gathered in Harper’s cheeks.“Yes.”

“They had sex in his parents’ house.”Keely giggled.“I think they’re over it.”

“Keely,” Carolyn warned.“Don’t pry into your brother’s private life.”

“You reserve that right for yourself, Mom?Harper’s going to be my sister,” Keely said.“I don’t think it’s a surprise they’re crazy for each other.”

Bastian returned.“What’s going on?”

“I have to get to work,” Harper said, leaving the table.

“Two minutes alone with the family and she’s running for the hills,” Bastian said, coming to her side.

“I’m not running,” Harper said, tugging his tie lightly, which prompted him to kiss her.“I’ll call you about tonight.”

“We’ll talk about it in the car,” Bastian said.

“If you’re coming with me…” Harper smiled.“Why did you kiss me goodbye?”

Bastian gathered her up, holding her tight against his chest.

“Kissing you doesn’t need a reason, just an opportunity,” he said, kissing the top of her head.“Phone if you need anything and happy anniversary again, Mom.”

“Thank you for your hospitality,” Harper said.