“Oh, no. No, no, no, Harper. That’s not what happened, and if that’s what you think, let me set you straight.” He moves, his hands going to my hips and lifting me to the counter so we’re eye to eye. “I want you more than you could ever imagine, but I am not going to let you belittle this thing between us by calling it friends with benefits. I am your friend, and I want benefits, but that’s not all I want. I know you don’t think that’s a good idea, which is why I said I’d be patient. Because I know we’ll be the best idea when it happens. And yes, I said when,” he says with a smile.
