All Chapters of The Harper Twins: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Karla watched as Clint and her sister walked up. Aimee looked sad and happy all at once and Karla didn't know whether to hug her or punch Clint. Knowing the roller coaster the two of them were on, probably both. However, she kept telling herself that she would give them space to work it out. Of course, she had no idea whether she'd be able to follow through on the lecture she gave herself or not. Aimee was her sister, after all, and she was easily hurt.Aimee gave her a weak smile as she approached and the two clinked beer bottles. The music started, and soon, whatever went on between Clint and Aimee was pushed aside for the fun of the night. Clint did stay close to Aimee, however, which left Lance with Karla. She wasn't disappointed in that. He was sweet on the eyes and whenever he would draw near, she could feel the heat between her legs start to grow. It could have been the alcohol, but she highly doubted that was the only reason. By the time the last concert blared out, she found h

The knots in Aimee's stomach tightened as Karla shut her bedroom door, locking her and Lance inside and Clint and Aimee out. She would never understand her sister. Aimee wondered if Mitch even played into Karla's plans. Wouldn't he be upset that she was about to have sex with someone else? Of course, with the way he went after the twins, Aimee doubted it."Well, at least Lance is enjoying his night out," Clint said, as he held his glass at chest level. "I'd say he owes me for being his wing man tonight."She couldn't help but smile, a little laugh slipping past her lips. "Not jealous, are you? Of course, you two did make a cute couple.""What can I say? His five o'clock shadow irritated me." He took a sip of his mixed drink, his smile at the edge of the glass. As he swallowed, he gestured to Karla's closed door with a nod of his head. "I thought she was seeing the mechanic?""Karla sees everyone." She took a sip of her Bacardi and Coke. Turning her head, she focused on his eyes as she

"I thought it would be a nice day to eat outside." Aimee watched as her mother unloaded a picnic basket with sandwiches and chips in Ziploc bags. "Besides, I had these bananas that were about to go bad.""Oh, trust me. Free food is always welcome," Aimee said as her mother set a peanut butter and banana sandwich in front of her. "And it is a pretty day out. Not as hot as it has been lately. I just thought you had your women's club thing today."Betty Harper waved her off as she set a Diet Coke in front of her. "That ended an hour ago and with your sister's new job, I figured she'd still be sleeping. So you're the one who has to suffer with my company."Aimee rolled her eyes. "It's never suffering when I get to hang out with you. Besides, there's something I wanted to talk to you about." She debated telling her mother all weekend. Well, that wasn't exactly true. She debated it all day Sunday. Saturday, she had nothing else on her mind except Clint and the direction their relationship wa

Karla decided to skip the sexy outfit tonight and give Mitch the plain Jane Karla. It was punishment for telling her he was taking her out and not asking her like a normal person. She wore jeans and a gray tee-shirt with a faded picture of a wolf on the front. She thought it was fitting considering how their relationship had gone so far. Not that they were in a relationship. They weren't. Not even close to one. She didn't do relationships. Mitch didn't strike her as the type who did them, either.So, why does he keep calling me?"You look good," Aimee said when Karla left her room and stepped into the living room. "However, a little under-dressed for a Karla date."Karla pulled a bottle of water out of the fridge. "I am not on a Karla date. I'm on a Mitch date. I'm just being dragged along."Aimee laughed. "You're really taking his telling you he was picking you up serious. You don't think it was sweet?""No. I think it was bossy and I don't do bossy. I don't want to talk about it. So,

Karla unlocked the door to her condo and then turned to see how Mitch played out the ending to their night. Once the meal was over, he ordered a cup of coffee and continued the conversation while he sipped it. Then, he paid the check and escorted her back to the car. She expected him to offer to take her back to his place, the garage, a dirt road, anywhere, but back to her condo. Yet, he didn't. He drove her straight home. He did insist on walking her to her door, however. "Consider it all part of playing the role of the gentleman."She didn't believe him, though. She knew he would ask to come in for a nightcap and then attempt to have sex with her. Men could only put up a facade for so long before their real motives came out.Yet, at the door, he leaned in, kissed her softly on the lips, and then wished her a good night."What?""Good night. It's what you say to someone when you drop them off at their door after a date. You really haven't done this too often, have you?""I've done thi