She crosses her arms in front of her chest, her left eyebrow arching. “Three days ago, you made me believe you were a courier sent to have me sign some legal documents I wasn’t keen on signing. Not only that, you tried to talk me into signing an amended rental agreement–” “I said I was sorry about that.” “I know.” Harlow takes a deep breath and shrugs. “Like I said, think about it. You don’t have to give me your answer now. I know you planned to go back to Flagstaff, but I’d feel bad if the reason is me.” It is you, I almost say, and sharing the same space with the woman who sends the butterflies in my belly fluttering like crazy is, well, crazy. #daxandharlow #everythingsheeverwanted #hitsharetoosoon #franggyyanez #mengetbutterfliestoo









