All Chapters of The Harper Twins: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

She did know what he was saying, and she wasn't sure whether she felt sorry for him or just nauseous. However, she couldn't get past the look of pain on his face. He had that sappy, gooey, head-over-heels…she swallowed the lump in her throat…expression that shouted he was in love. And it was with her mother! She knew what she needed to say, what she needed to do, but it still turned her stomach. If it hadn't been for her time with Mitch and the current twist her life took, she would have leaped for joy that her mother kicked Paul to the curb, knowing the foul moods and his anger toward her would end eventually, bringing everything back to normal. Yet now, for some reason, she felt Paul's agony over the breakup and wanted to set it right. She remembered her mother's smile, her determination when she spoke to Karla about her relationship with Paul and how much she needed it. Guilt washed over her as she realized she was the reason her mother now sat at home alone, longing for someone to

With a deep breath to steady the uncertain thoughts going through her head, she pushed herself away from the table and toward the shower. She wanted to get this conversation with her mother over with before she changed her mind.Forty-five minutes later, she knocked on her mother's door."Karla? I'm surprised you're not still in bed." Her mother opened the door, allowing Karla to enter her home."Do I really sleep as much as everyone thinks?"Her mother shut the door as she shrugged. "I don't know what everyone else thinks. I only know you work late into the night and need your sleep. I worry about you.""Well, you worry too much." Karla took a deep breath and turned toward her mother. "And you listen to me too much as well."Betty just stared at her. "Excuse me?" Karla walked over and placed her hands on her mother's upper arms. "Paul told me you broke up with him because of me. You shouldn't have done that. I was wrong. You even told me I was wrong, remember?" She took another deep

She felt the heat between her legs fan into a roaring fire at the thought. Would Mitch really give her to Lloyd for the man's pleasure? God, she hoped so. The thought alone made her honey stir. "Do you think he'd want me?" She swayed back and forth between Mitch's legs, her hand still caressing his growing cock."Oh, without a doubt. You've been teasing him for a few days now with glimpses of your ass. I'm sure he's dying to get his hands on it."She pressed harder on Mitch's cock, loving the way it came to life. Was this really turning him on as much as it turned her on? "And you'd be okay with your partner using your girlfriend?""Yes. He has before," he said, his voice now a throaty ache of want. Then he grinned. "You just called yourself my girlfriend. That's a first."She paused, her hand still on his cock. She hadn't even realized she said it, and now that he made her aware of it, it stumped her. It was obvious that's what they were—boyfriend and girlfriend, or whatever people ca

Karla just shook her head as she listened to the two of them. Aimee was in deeper than even she realized, and Karla would enjoy watching it all unfold. If Clint was even an inkling like Mitch, Aimee was in for a wild ride. The only hindrance was Bonnie Asher. Karla lifted her head, about to ask about the reappearing runaway, then remembered Abigail and changed her mind. Karla had yet to be able to talk to Aimee about what she would do with the other woman continuing to come around. The fact that Clint and Aimee were at the beach said that Aimee must have listened to Karla the other day and not given up. Clint deserved a woman who loved him and Aimee was that woman. She'd just have to deal with an ex in the picture on occasion. Still, there was always a chance that Bonnie would run away again. They could only hope. Of course, Aimee would scold her for even thinking such a thing, believing that Abigail needed her mother, even if the woman didn't deserve the job. Karla didn't trust that a

Karla stood outside Sand Dune, the sound of the ocean coming from behind the building, patrons walking in and out, laughing as they did, and she absorbed it all. Music filtered out from inside every time someone opened the doors and laughter followed. She could picture the chaos. People cluttering around the bar, Sean and Paul doing their best to keep up, while Heath stood by the front door checking IDs, and serving girls, wearing skimpy shorts and low-cut blouses, weaved around the tables taking orders. It was normal for Sand Dune and, even though she knew better things lay ahead, she had to admit, she would miss the happenings of working at a bar, especially this one.The door to Sand Dune burst open and a group of young twenty-something females came stumbling out, arms draped around each other's waist or neck, giggling as they made their way to the car they shouldn't be driving. Karla just chuckled as she shook her head. She knew they would be heading to another bar and, by night's