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about.”
    “What what’s
about?”
    “Is he really
a bear shifter? Did he really save us? If he did, I think I owe him a thank
you. Don’t you?”
    “He’s not
going to be happy,” Cordelia whispered.
    “Why wouldn’t
he be happy?”
    “Well, I’m
not breaking up with Josh. I’m getting married on Sunday .”
    “So what?”
    “So – Bane’s
going to try it on with me and I’m going to have to tell him no. He’s – he’s
not going to be happy when I do that.”
    Cordelia
smiled slyly. “Just tell him you want to be friends.”
    “Oh yeah,
like he’s going to go for that.”
    “If he
respects you he will. And then whatever happens after that, happens.”
    “Oh no,”
Harper shook her head. “I feel so bad. I feel so guilty.”
    “Why? What do
you feel guilty about?”
    “I don’t
know,” Harper said. “I think I feel bad for Josh. He doesn’t deserve this.”
    “Oh honey,”
Cordelia said getting to her feet. She helped Harper up as well. “It’s not like
you’ve fucked Bane yet.”
    “Yet?” Harper
winced.
    “Save your
guilt for afterwards.”

 
    CHAPTER
TWELVE
     
     
    Harper wasn’t going to have sex with
Bane. Not tonight, not ever. She wasn’t going to do anything romantic at all.
She wasn’t going to give him a hug or let him hold her hand. Well, if he was
crying she might give him a hug. Josh couldn’t be mad about that. That wasn’t
cheating. But why on earth would Bane be crying?
    “You’re over
thinking this,” Cordelia said, putting her shoes back on. “Nothing’s going to
happen.”
    “How do you know?”
    “Look, he
doesn’t get to tell you what to do. He can’t be all like mad because you showed
up and you won’t sleep with him. If he is mad, he’s a piece of shit you don’t
want to be friends with anyway.”
    “Well, who
says we want to be friends?” Harper remarked.
    Cordelia
raised her eyebrows. “Lovers then?”
    “Oh, shut
up!”
    Cordelia’s
cell started buzzing. She picked it up. “Text from the car company. They’re
outside the building.”
    “Oh shit,”
Harper said standing up. “This is happening way too fast.”
    “Breath
mint?” Cordelia asked. She opened her handbag and tossed one to Harper.
    She accepted
it.
    Cordelia
walked with Harper to the door of the apartment. “If you really don’t want to
go, I’ll tell the driver to fuck off. If you are that upset.”
    Harper looked
at her friend nervously. “Maybe that would be for the best.”
    “You’re not
up for this?”
    “I don’t
know.”
    “So you are
up for this?”
    “Just – give
me a second –”
    Cordelia
would give her a second. Not much more after that.
    Harper closed
her eyes and reflected on her confrontation with Bane before he left. She was
torn between the fear of seeing him again, and the fear of not seeing him
again.
    But why
should she care about that anyway?
    Did he really
mean that much to her?
    “I’m waiting,
gorgeous,” Cordelia said prompting a response.
    “Let’s go,”
Harper whispered.
    Cordelia
smiled as they stepped out and closed the door behind them.
    “This won’t
be anything, trust me,” Cordelia said. “We’ll be back here in a couple of
hours.”
    She couldn’t
have been more wrong.

 
    CHAPTER
THIRTEEN
     
     
    A man in chauffer’s attire was leaning
against a long black limousine out the front of Cordelia’s building when the
girls exited. Harper stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of it.
    “You girls
the ones who asked about Bane?” he sang out in a polite voice.
    “Yes, that’s
us,” Cordelia said eagerly.
    The chauffer
stepped across to the back door and held it open. They ducked their heads
inside the vehicle and the chauffer closed it behind them.
    Cordelia
stretched her legs across the leather. “Comfy.”
    “Why are we
in a limo?” Harper murmured. “Who said anything about a limo?”
    “This Bane of
ours,” Cordelia mused, “maybe he’s rich. You ever think of that?”
    “I don’t know
what to