Dirty Sexy Alphas (Twenty Book Box Set) - Hannah Ford Page 0,297

it must be her mother. She didn't want to argue with her mother anymore. Didn’t want to listen to her justify what her father was doing.

Several silent beats passed and there was insistent knocking.

“Harper, I know you’re in there.” Ethan. His deep voice rang out and her entire body went rigid except for her pulse, which raced through her veins like wildfire. What the hell was he doing here? How the hell did he know where she lived?

She pulled her feet onto the couch and wrapped her arms around them. He’d go away. All she had to do was stay quiet. Some part of her yearned to let him in because right now, she felt so alone that she could barely take a breath. The other practical part argued that he was only there because she was pregnant and he felt some kind of obligation to do something.

“I’m not leaving, Harper. I’ll sit here all night if I have to.”

Another silent minute passed.

“Fine.” She heard a thump and then nothing.

Slowly she let her feet down and crept toward the door on her bare feet. There was a curtain on the sidelight, so she carefully pulled it back just a little and her stomach dropped as she looked out the narrow window. Ethan was sitting on the step, his back against the door, long legs sprawled out in front of him, boots crossed at his ankles. Harper ground her teeth together.

“You’re really going to sit there all night, aren’t you?” she asked through the glass.

His head swiveled toward her voice and his eyes locked onto hers. He looked as ragged as she felt. “Yes.”

They were going to have to do this eventually, so why not rip the band aid off right now. Maybe if she put all the shit into one night, she could sweep it all away in the morning and try and piece everything together again.

She let the curtain fall and turned the lock, then opened the door. He was already on his feet. His body filled her doorway and she couldn’t stop the wave of admiration, no, attraction that swept through her. He was too good looking for his own good.

His gaze roved over her and he stabbed his fingers through his hair, but he waited.

She took a step back. “Come in.”

He moved past her and the air filled with the scent of his cologne and that scent that was all him. She’d buried her nose in his neck and just breathed it in yesterday, reminding herself that her memory of Tahiti wasn’t wrong.

Right now she was holding her breath.

He shrugged out of his bomber jacket and set it over a chair. He had on a tight dark blue t-shirt and faded jeans that hung low on his hips. The shadow of stubble covered his jaw and his hair hung down just over his eyes. As Kylie said earlier, he was the entire package wrapped in a big red bow. The only thing that kept Harper from drooling all over her floor was why he was there.

“I brought you these,” he said, handing her the bottle of prenatal vitamins from the drugstore. “Not exactly flowers, but…”

Harper took them with a shaky hand. It shouldn’t make her eyes water that he brought her a bottle of vitamins, but it did. She set them on the hall table.

“Let’s sit down,” he said.

She waved her arm toward the couch but he waited until she sat down first before sitting across from her in a chair.

His gaze moved over her face and he stared at the red puffiness around her eyes for a few seconds before letting it fall.

Her lips turned up in a half smile but she knew it didn’t reach her eyes. “It’s yours by the way, in case you were wondering. ”

His intense gaze pinned her to the couch. “I wasn’t. You would have said something right away if there was another possibility.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because I can see it in your eyes every time I look at you. You’re a good person Harper. I could see it the moment you opened your eyes after I plucked you out of the ocean.”

“That’s not what you said today at the drugstore,” Harper reminded him. “You looked at me like I was capable of anything—you lumped me in with my father.”

Ethan winced. “I was angry, and shocked when I found out about the new lawsuit. I took it out on you and that’s not right. It wasn’t fair, the way