The Empire by Jones Lisa Renee

The Empire by Jones Lisa Renee

Author:Jones, Lisa Renee [Jones, Lisa Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Suspense, Mystery, Adult
Amazon: B07MJ1Z71Y
Goodreads: 43501587
Publisher: Julie Patra Publishing
Published: 2019-03-12T07:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Harper

Eric calls downstairs to have our shopping haul delivered and then pulls on a T-shirt, while I dress in a pair of black tights and a black tee from the things Mia bought for me. Not long afterward, the bellman arrives, and while Eric talks to him, I place the haul in the closet I’m now sharing with Eric. The idea of hanging my things next to his forever more does funny things to my belly, but the fight we’re just recovering from is hard to shake. No. It’s more than that. I believe Eric and I are stronger for that blowup and our talk that followed. It’s more a clawing sense of foreboding that just won’t go away.

Eric appears in the closet door, his light brown hair rumpled, his jaw now sporting a heavy stubble that is a far contrast to the refined businessman I’d met at the party that first night, and at the Bennett offices. And yet, somehow, it’s just as Eric as is the man in the perfectly fitted expensive suit. Two pieces of one puzzle, the rougher edges he’s sporting now, a part of him that I know is always present, but his need for control doesn’t allow him to show that side of himself to others. But he is home now, and he’s relaxed. He’s with me and he’s choosing to let me see all of him.

His eyes are warm on my face as he says, “Take whatever part of the closet you want, Harper.”

I cross to join him and wrap my arms around his waist. “I can’t believe this is our life. Us. Together. One closet.”

“I don’t invite people into my space, Harper, but I like you here,” he says. “More than you know.” His voice is low, rough, and yet so damn tender.

“I like me here, too. More than you know.”

His lips hint at a smile, and oh how much I love his smiles, and how few I’ve seen, but soon this hell will be over. Soon, I silently vow, I will make him smile as often as possible. “Let’s order dinner,” he suggests.

I nod eagerly and we head downstairs, debating our dinner choices. We ultimately order takeout from a Mexican joint Eric loves, and the delivery is fast, and the food amazing. I approve of his choice and soon our bellies are full, and we curl into an oversized chair in front of a stunning city view, the sun long gone. The city lights twinkling and winking, almost as if they’re celebrating this chance we have at peace. Some part of me knows that we have a world of evil waiting for us outside this apartment but the idea that this is our safe place together, our home together, fills me with warmth I can’t wish away. I need this. Obviously, Eric needs this, too.

And so we sit there, staring out at the city in a few minutes of comfortable, relaxed quiet, each of us sipping from our glasses, enjoying a delicious red blend wine.



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