Harper’s POVJosh and I share a puzzled glance, his father's words jolting us from our thoughts."When are you two tying the knot?" he inquires, eyeing us both.I turn to Josh, hoping for a response, but he remains silent. My heart races as I question what is on his mind. Has he not forgiven me entirely? Does he doubt a future with me? Does he need more time? Have my moments with Nolan disrupted his plans to settle down with me? A whirlwind of thoughts consumes me.I hold my breath, waiting for Josh to say something and break the heavy silence between us. His eyes look distant like there's a storm of feelings inside him. The thoughts he doesn't say out loud feel heavy in the room, and my mind races with a bunch of worries.As time passes in a long, quiet moment, I start to wonder if I have messed up our future without meaning to. Is my past with Nolan making things complicated for the life we had planned? Maybe he notices I'm uneasy because he puts his hand on my lap, drawing circles
I feel the need for some alone time nudging at me. "Nope," I reply, letting out a yawn. "Okay," he says, and we continue driving. After a while, I feel someone helping me out of the car. I open my eyes to realize it's Josh. "I didn't want to wake you; I just wanted to help you out," he explains, looking at me with a tenderness that warms my tired heart.He places a gentle kiss on my lips, and I respond, enjoying the familiar touch that I've missed. He smiles, but our intimate moment is interrupted by a cough from behind, prompting him to pull back. "Hi, good to see you, Ava," Josh greets with a broad smile. Ava replies with a simple "hi," folding her hands under her breast. "Good to see you too. Now that you guys are back together, we don't see much of Harper at home," she states, not batting an eyelid.I think to myself, "Gosh, what's wrong with this girl?" But on second thought, I'm not surprised; Ava has always been known for her straightforwardness. By now, I figure Josh is used t
I rolled around in bed in a desperate attempt to find sleep. Eventually, I gave in to a restless night. In my dreams, I found myself back at Josh's place, searching for him in a room. Spotting him across the room, my heart raced as I moved towards him.My mouth dried up with nervousness, and my heart raced in my chest. With a blank stare, I walked over to Josh, who just smiled, took my hand, stroked my arm, and leaned in to kiss me. My entire body shivered with pleasure as the kiss started softly and quickly grew stronger. The sensation of his hands on my waist drew me in as I encircled him around the neck with my arms.I could feel the moisture rising between my legs. I turned to Josh and moaned softly into his mouth as his fingers explored my thighs. When he eventually pulled away from the kiss, I felt a wave of disappointment. Josh placed his hand on my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes, and my heartbeat raced in my chest as I looked at his well-chiseled face. He leaned in to kiss
She looked at me like I had grown two heads, not sure where my question was heading, but still answered, "Yes, of course, I have dreams. But what I do is dissect my dream into short-term goals and long-term goals because it's very important…""Wet dreams," I interrupted her. She looked at me with her eyes bulging out, holding her hand to her mouth, and laughed.I was angry at her reaction and asked, "What was so funny?"In between laughing, not able to contain herself, she said, "It's not funny." After laughing hard, she calmed down a bit, clutching her stomach from laughing too much, and said, "My friend, my friend who would have known that Harper is the closest slut.”I looked at her, pissed with her reaction, and said, "Amelia, shout so everyone can hear it; it's just a dream," I said."That's how it starts when you enter the toilet and start touching yourself," she said in between laughs."Amelia, please leave my office. I have work to do," I told her with a small smile on my face
Josh coughed to get everyone's attention. "As we all know, my father has been working on a license for a while now, and thankfully, he has come through. We have been having strategic sessions to see how to come through, with the help of our consultant, Mr. Victor Lawrence. I'm sure we are going to get to the implementation pretty soon.”"You are welcome, Mr. Lawrence," me and the rest of us chorused, but I noticed Jane looked with a stoic facial expression, folding her hands, like piercing a hole in his face, assessing him.Mr. Lawrence also gave out a stoic face, not wanting to be bothered by her gaze."Thank you," he replied with a smile, looking at everyone except Jane."So with everyone's hand on deck, endeavor to send the email to the rest of the staff," Josh said, looking at everyone."Thank you all for coming, and that would be all." Josh sent me a quick message to stay back when the others leave.I smiled at his message. Looking up, I noticed he was looking at me likewise. I h
Frustration boiled inside me as he kept laughing, making light of the situation. I felt exposed, and his laughter only made it worse. Unable to stand it anymore, I stood up, ready to leave his office.Noticing my irritation, he quickly got up and moved to my side. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry," he said, his voice a mix of sincerity and regret. "I didn't mean to laugh at you. But really, you had a wet dream?"I shot him a skeptical look, trying to figure out if he was serious. "Yes," I replied curtly.He seemed curious but then hesitated. "Was it about you and...?"My anger flared up again, and I tried to pull away, but I reluctantly answered, "Who else? Use your imagination."He noticed the shift in my mood, and his playful expression turned serious. "I didn't mean to upset you," he said, his tone more genuine now.His eyes sparkled with mischief again as he continued, "So, you were naked, and you tried to..." But before he could finish, he burst into laughter once more.I couldn't bear the
On the eve of Josh's birthday, I found myself in the microwave area, the go-to spot for employees to warm up their meals during breaks or lunch.Amelia approached me with a dreamy expression. "Hey, Harper, mind inviting your Squizzy Right?" she asked, a hint of excitement in her voice.I smiled, looking at her teasingly. "Which one is it this time?" I playfully inquired, trying to guess. Keeping track of Amelia's romantic escapades since her split with Jake had become a bit of a challenge."It's the rapper," she said, looking bored and rolling her eyes. I didn't mind but couldn't help asking, "How do you find these men?" Before I turned around, she was already onto another one, and that brought a smile to her face."Look, Harper, a girl has no time to mourn. All she has to do is swipe right, and alas, I get myself a man," she explained with a swiping motion of her fingers.As we continued our banter, she suddenly shifted to a more serious topic. "So, what's your plan for Josh after di
"Okay, Josh, you can remove the blindfold now," I say, my voice filled with excitement and curiosity.As he uncovers his eyes, a gasp echoes from our close friends. Josh's eyes widen as he takes in the scene, and a genuine smile lights up his face, expressing both joy and surprise."Oh, wow, thank you, Harper. My birthday is tomorrow, and you chose to start the celebration today." He hugs me tightly.Looking at me again, he expresses his gratitude, "You know, I've never had a surprise in my life before." He holds me close, sincerity in his words.Ava approaches, wrapping him in a hug, followed by Shawn and the rest of the crew."This is amazing. I'm grateful. This blows my mind. I don't know what to say," he says, genuine astonishment in his voice."Hey, big brother, congratulations," Jane walks in, hugging him. The atmosphere in the room shifts subtly; her arrival adds another layer of complexity.I look back to see who the extra person is. It turns out to be someone I don't know. Cu
Josh’s POVI shut the door behind me, and the sound rang in my ears like a blow. I’m left standing in the hallway, my heart feels heavy with Harper’s words. I can barely breathe, the air thick with the realization that I’ve lost her—truly lost her this time. I lean against the wall, running a hand through my hair, trying to collect my thoughts. How did it get to this point? How did I let everything spiral so far out of control? All I wanted was to protect her, to make things right, but all I’ve done is push her further away. My mind races back to every moment, every decision that led us here. The anger, the jealousy, the lies. All of it is crashing down on me now. And Nolan… Damn it, Nolan. The thought of him with Harper, the betrayal—it makes my blood boil. But I can’t even blame him entirely. I’m as much at fault as he is.I’ve been a fool. I let my pride and fear dictate my actions, and now, I’m paying the price. I thought I could control everything, but I was wrong. I couldn’t c
Josh’s POV Greg's face pops into the room, and my blood boils instantly. What the hell does he want now? My anger surges, as I seethe, “Can you fucking leave? I’m having time with my fiancée.”Greg opens his mouth to protest, but one look at the fury in my eyes makes him hesitate. He glances at Harper, then back at me, before finally taking a step back, and retreating into the hallway.I can feel Harper’s eyes on me, questioning, unsure of what to make of the situation. The unease between us deepens, and I can feel that something is about to break, something that might be beyond repair.I turned to Harper, my eyes searching hers, desperate to find some sense of hope.“I feel something strong for you, Harper. Please, let's start all over again, I promise to be the man of your dreams, the man who wakes up every morning just to see your face.”Tears streamed down my cheeks, and I could feel the mucus in my nose threatening to spill over. This level of vulnerability was something I had n
I hurried to the doctor as the door opened, my heart racing with hope. “How is she?” I asked, desperate for good news.Amelia and Axel stood close behind me, their expressions tense as they awaited the doctor’s update.The doctor took a deep breath before speaking. “She is stable for now. We’ve run some tests and carried out x-rays on her brain, considering her condition and the memory loss. It seems like she’s beginning to recall bits and pieces. It’s a positive sign, but we need to be cautious. Memory recovery can be unpredictable, and it’s crucial to provide her with a supportive environment.”I nod, taking in the information. “So, there’s hope she might regain more of her memories?”“Yes,” the doctor confirms. “There’s potential for her to remember more as she recovers. The process can be slow, and we’ll monitor her progress closely.”I held my breath, waiting for more information.“The tests show no severe damage,” the doctor continued. “Her brain activity is normal, and there ar
Josh's POV Seeing Harper with Greg ignites a surge of fury in me. It’s like déjà vu of what happened between Harper and Adams. The sight of her arm linked with Greg’s is unbearable.I almost stormed over to them, ready to yank her away from Greg, but Axel grabbed my arm, pulling me back. I had intentionally cut our Atlanta trip short after overhearing Greg's plans to take Harper to a club. Harper, I trust, but I don’t trust Greg at all. He’s involved in shady dealings with women. There are rumors about him drugging them and then using his father’s wealth to cover it up, making it look like the women were at fault. I can’t let Harper become another victim.As I struggle to control my anger, I watch helplessly as Greg, with Harper in his arms, heads for the ground floor. The panic in Axel’s voice only adds to my frustration. I know Harper’s health is the priority right now, but the sight of her with Greg makes it hard to think clearly.Axel’s firm grip on my arm is the only thing keep
After a warm bath, I collapse into bed, finally feeling the exhaustion. The weekend is a welcome break, and I spend it relaxing and doing nothing in particular.Amelia visits and excitedly talks about her relationship with Axel. I'm happy for her; it seems like she’s finally found love.But as Monday approaches, I dread seeing Josh. His silence over the weekend has only made me more anxious, reminding me of how he acted before our trip to Atlanta. No matter how much I try to think about something else, his face keeps popping into my mind, along with the unsettling dream I had about him.I can’t seem to shake these thoughts, and it’s clear that Josh still has a big impact on my life, even when he’s not around.Monday arrives, and I drag myself out of bed, feeling the weight of the day ahead. I get dressed quickly and head to the kitchen for a brief breakfast, trying to brace myself for what's to come.At work, I bury myself in tasks, especially preparing the report on everything that h
I find a space and settle in, pulling out my headphones and plugging them in. As the music starts, it helps calm my racing heart a bit.I wonder if things will be awkward between Josh and me now. His new behavior is confusing, especially when my whole body is still craving his touch.Relaxing back into my seat, I glance at him frequently, but he never turns to look at me. It feels like this is going to be a hell of a ride.I try to focus on the music, letting the rhythm fill the silence between us, but it’s hard to ignore the tension. My eyes keep drifting back to Josh, hoping for any sign that he might look my way. But he stays engrossed in his tablet, completely detached.I take a deep breath, forcing myself to look away and focus on the window. The clouds outside blur as we ascend, and I try to clear my mind, but it’s no use. This is going to be a long, torturous ride, I think to myself, trying to shake off the ache in my chest.I don't think I've ever been in a situation where I
I open the door and find Mia standing there. I sigh in relief when I see it’s her. “Oh, you made it,” I say, still breathless.“Are you okay?” she asks as I step aside to let her in.“I’m fine, Mai. I just woke up,” I reply.“Girl, you didn’t tell me you just woke up! You look all flustered like someone was giving it to you from behind,” she teases."Oh my God," I groan, collapsing onto the bed, realizing I've got another Amelia in Mai.She gives me a skeptical look. “Harper, don’t tell me you just had a sex dream.”I sit up quickly, eyes wide. “Is it that obvious?” I ask.“Oh my goodness, Harper, don’t tell me my theory is right!” she exclaims.My cheeks burn at Mai’s words, her knowing grin only making it worse. I try to laugh it off, but the sound comes out strangled. How did she guess so easily? I haven’t even processed the dream myself, yet here she is, already connecting the dots.I drop my gaze, fiddling with the edge of my robe. The images from the dream flash behind my eyes v
Harper's POV I nod and say, "Hi Greg. Yes, I know him. He is my..." I trail off, unsure of what to call Josh.I can feel Josh's eyes on me, waiting to hear how I’ll address him. We're not engaged anymore; I need time to process the emotional rollercoaster he’s putting me through. "Yes, he’s my boss," I finally say.I glance at Josh and notice he's visibly angry, his frustration almost palpable.I make my way back to my room, feeling drained after the exhausting five-hour meeting. I drop my bag on the table and quickly change out of my work clothes, wanting nothing to disturb my sleep. It's a relief that I’ve checked out of Josh’s room.In just my panties and bra, I collapse onto the bed. As I settle in, Josh’s presence lingers in my mind, but fatigue overtakes me, and soon I drift off to sleep.I hear a knock on my door and groan loudly. Hastily, I throw on a bathrobe, tie it firmly, and make my way to the door. Unlocking it, I grasp the doorknob and open it. “Josh,” I whisper his n
“Oh, don’t worry, Axel. When we meet in Seattle, I’ll fill you in,” I say, laughing. I know he’s eager to hear what I’m talking about.“Don’t you dare, Josh? Why would you say something like that and then leave me hanging?” he responds in his tone, a mix of playful and frustrated.I laugh loudly, feeling a rare moment of relief. It’s a welcome distraction from everything I’m dealing with regarding Harper.“Okay, okay,” I say between laughs. “I know you can’t wait.”“Spill it, man. What’s the news?” Axel presses.“Trisha’s son isn’t mine,” I say, watching as he falls silent. “Say something, man,” I urge, wondering if he knows something I don’t.“That’s a relief, Josh. I’m happy for you, man,” Axel finally responds.“That’s all you’ve got?” I ask, knowing Axel usually has more to say.He gives a nervous laugh. “What do you want me to say? It’s a relief, isn’t it?”“But there’s something about that child’s appearance,” I continue. “He looks like someone I know but I can’t place it. His e