All Chapters of The Harper Twins: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

It was a risk, he knew, leaving her to make her own decision about the two of them. Karla was a stubborn woman; it was her excelling trait. She'd refuse to call him, even if she wanted to, just to prove to him that she was the one in control. Yet, Mitch knew she had to come to him to make their relationship work. She had to recognize that maybe, just maybe, there was someone out there who could give her what she craved without judging her.There was no doubt in Mitch's mind he was the one to do that. He knew what type of person Karla Harper was, knew what type of person she needed to be with and why. The issue wasn't that he didn't know all that; it was that Karla didn't know it. Now, the challenge was to make her see it.He stepped out of Karla's condo building and into the bright Florida Sunday morning. Slipping onto the seat of his bike, he pushed the ignition button and reached for his helmet. It was all in her hands now. She would either give him the chance or she wouldn't. If he

Mitch sipped his coffee on his way to his recliner. It was too late for coffee, he knew, but he couldn't bring himself to sleep yet, and he didn't need alcohol in his current mood. He couldn't believe he had misjudged Karla so much. He thought for sure she would be at his place Monday night. He didn't expect her Sunday night, of course. Not the stubborn Karla Harper. Even if she wanted to go to him then, she would have waited just to prove some point that existed only in her head. But he thought for sure she would have been here the next day, feeling that she made him suffer enough.Had he misjudged her? Did she really not want a relationship? That disappointed him, because Mitch swore Karla was the perfect match to his tastes. She worried that he wanted a monogamous relationship, only promising her that he was different to give him a chance to change her. He didn't want to change her, however. He didn't want a monogamous relationship, either. He wanted Karla and everything she was. He

"Mitch! Mitch, are you back here somewhere?"Mitch grabbed the part he needed off the back shelf and headed for the front of his shop and the male voice that called out to him. Brad Pennington stood there, hands in his pockets, searching the bay area of Mitch's shop for his friend. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be out showing properties or something?" Mitch walked over, handing the rotor he carried to Lloyd before walking over to his workbench and turning back to Brad, leaning against the bench, arms over his chest. Mitch hadn't talked to his friend since the other morning in Karla's condo. It actually surprised him that the man even came to his shop.Brad shrugged. "I was just in the area showing some houses over in the Bay Lakes area and thought I'd swing by and say hey."Mitch gave him a skeptical look. "Just to say hey, huh?"Brad shrugged, sliding his hands into his back pockets. "Lame, huh? Actually, I wanted to apologize. I feel like I keep stepping in the middle of so

Mitch stared at Karla, fighting the urge to snatch her into his arms and squeeze the hell out of her. It was in her nature to see the negative and think the worst of everything and everyone. It was maddening at times."So, let's see who wins, shall we? What do you have to lose?" To be honest, she had nothing to lose and he knew it. Even if she failed, even if they failed, she was already so set on not being in a relationship that it would be him who was left with a broken heart. She didn't seem to be the type to invest herself too much into anything. Oh, she pretended, of course. It was part of the game after all. But it wasn't real. She always played a part, a role for others, while doing her best to rake in the proceeds of the box. He knew he had his work cut out for him, but he was determined to see it through, even if she forced them to crash and burn.Karla stayed still, hands still crossed over her chest. "And what about these rules of yours?"He shrugged. "There's really only tw

Karla had to admit Aimee was right. She never took orders from men. That ended in high school. So why did she give in to Mr. Mitch Greenway? There was nothing in it for her, no immediate gratification or even a long-term goal in mind. This wasn't how she did things. She growled and Aimee just laughed. Karla decided to change the subject. "Did you get my text this morning?"Aimee sighed. "Yeah. What the hell is that woman's problem? She knows Clint works during the day. What did she think? That he would leave little Abby there by herself? Asinine.""Well, no one ever said Bonnie had brains. Although, she did scare that old busybody, Miss Fowler, this morning. I've never seen that woman slink back into her apartment that way." She laughed at the memory."Now that would have been fun to watch." Aimee laughed as well. Then her mood changed. "I really wish I knew what to do. I mean, she is Abigail's mother, and she's married to Clint. Should I step back and see if they can fix it?""Why the