Where We Go From Here (Phoenix Falls, #3)

by Sapphire Hale

“Let me put this into words that you’ll understand. You set foot on my site again you’ll be leaving with a souvenir. You put your hands on the woman on my site again you won’t be leaving, period.”

Now the last thing that I want is for her to stay out of my way. I want her in my way. I need her close by, so that I can keep on looking out for her.

“That’s how much money you have in your bank account?” I ask him. “That’s how much money I have in one of my bank accounts,” he clarifies quietly.

I never want you spending cash on me, Harper. It’s my job to take care of you, not the other way around.”

After a long stretch of silence I hear Mitch swallow thickly and then quietly murmur, “Yeah. It is.” I look back up at him and find his eyes on mine.