Sweet Harmony by A.M. Evanston

Author:A.M. Evanston [Evanston, A.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-02-26T06:00:00+00:00

This is for you to borrow. You get my clothes dirty and I'll kill you.

Even with the death threat, his note managed to make her smile. Daniel must have stuck the clothes and towel on the counter when she was deep in thought. He's not as fierce as he likes to think he is. After drying herself off, she pulled on the thick sweater and then yanked on the sweatpants. Since she was so much smaller than Daniel, the pants sagged. Still she was grateful that she didn't have to climb back into the wet dress.

Since she was borrowing Daniel's clothes, she decided she might as well commandeer his hairbrush too. She found the brush in the third drawer down and ran it through her locks a few times. Good enough. The guy had seen her spit up pool water and bawl like a baby. Probably he'd have that image stuck in his head forever. No amount of hair brushing could change that. She opened up the bathroom door and stepped into the hall.

"Daniel?" she called, wondering where he'd escaped to.

"In here," Daniel said from the living room.

She went into the living room and saw that Daniel was leaning against the coffee table with a steaming drink in his hand. The room smelled fruity, so she doubted he was drinking coffee. The guy had changed from a soaked suit to a pair of sweatpants and a sweater. Even in his grungy clothes, he still looked like a god with his golden hair and blue eyes. It wasn't fair.

"Have some of this." Daniel handed her a mug full of steaming liquid.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Tea," Daniel said.

Shrugging her shoulders, she took a sip of the tea. It tasted smoky and then sweet.

"That is genuine Da Hong Pao tea," Daniel said. "Do you want to know how much it costs?"

"How much?" It tasted good, but she wasn't sure she'd pay more than a few bucks for it at a tea shop.

"At least a couple thousand dollars."

She'd been mid sip when he said the words and accidentally let out a spray of liquid from her lips that drenched his pant leg. A couple thousand dollars for a cup of tea? Was he mental?

She interrupted Daniel's cursing and said, "Why don't you buy normal tea like everybody else? This is nuts. It's like drinking money."

"I'm rich. I can afford it." Daniel groaned, wiping the tea smudge from his pants. "I can't believe you just spit Da Hong Pao on my pant leg."

Okay, maybe she did feel a little guilty about that.

"Sorry," she muttered.

"Sorry?" Daniel stopped wiping his pants. "Do you have a fever?"

"No." She wrinkled her nose. "Do I have to have a fever to apologize to somebody?"

"When you apologize to me, yes." Daniel approached her and placed a hand on her forehead. The sudden closeness made her heart speed up.

"I'm fine," she said, even though he didn't move his hand.

The two of them locked eyes again. The same magnetic feeling was back, drawing the two of them closer.

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