Riding Shotgun

Running a hand through her hair Harper released an exasperated sigh "Keep your chin up Ryan." she instructed

The small boy responded by thrusting his small chin upwards he grinned happily at her, the gap in the front of his mouth reminding her of his age and his lack of understanding of instructions. Shaking her head she stepped forward, releasing the camera from her hands and cupped the side of his face, adjusting his head herself.

"Much better." she beamed at his smiling face

Returning to her post Harper lifted the camera hanging down her neck, looking through the lenses on her end of the lense she groaned inward when the small red head lowered his head again. You'd think after the first three times they have gone through this he would understand to stay still. Lowering the camera she returned to Ryan's side a soft smile on her lips as she readjusted his head once more.

"Please try to stay still. Can you do that little man?" she asked

Shaking his head up and down he tensed and Harper realized he was taking it literally. Great, she thought with an inward eye roll. She was prepared for moments like this. Reaching into the small fanny around her hips she pulled out a tiger stripped lollipop. The young boy's eyes widened as they fell on the multicolored sweet, a grin spreading across his lips.

"You'll get this after a few more shots but remember, stay still." she warned sternly

His head bobbled furiously up and down. Holding the lolli to her left, beside the camera Harper lifted the lense to her eye, finger hovering over the button. Pleased with Ryan's broad grin and shimmering eyes she snapped the photo all while wagging the lolli from side to side to ensure he kept his gaze and mind on the sweet treat. Snapping four more pictures Harper lowered the camera and started for the small boy who bounced in the stool chair. Handing him the lolli she patted his head praising him for such a good job. When all else failed candy was always her saving grace.

"That's it Carmen." Harper spoke to the mom who sat at the corner of the room

Standing up she grabbed the cheap knockoff designer bag from the floor beside her seat. Carmen was the perfect definition of broke rich girl. From a far she may seem like a trust fund baby and maybe some couldn't tell even when she came closer but Harper could. The young mother was slender and lean, her bleached blonde hair -that looked like she did in her own bathroom- didn't cover the fury auburn hair properly, the under layer of her shoulder length hair showings when she walked. The Chanel earrings she wore were changing color, the matching necklace dangling down her chest had three C's. Her clothes weren't too bad, jeans, a short sleeved cropped tee that went a little too high exposing the pale skin that contrasted with her bronze torso. Add a heavy coating of makeup and too many bangles on one wrist and that was Carmen. She was what Harper called a wannabe rich girl who never will actually get close enough to sniff the faintest scent of the real wealthy people.

Harper liked the woman who lived two floors down. Her son was pretty cute and she was pretty cool herself.

"It's forty bucks, right?" she asked

Harper watched as she dug around her large bag "Actually its twenty." she corrected her

Pausing in her search for cash that was rolled up somewhere between her lipstick and some tissues. "Harper, no."

"This is your third visit since I started this business so you guys get a discount, twenty or it's free." Harper shrugged carelessly

Carmen's shoulder slumped as she sighed, a small smile stretching across her dark pink lips "Thank you."

Waving her off Harper patted Ryan's head "Besides this little guy is my favorite customer."

In response to her praise the small red head beamed happily, flashing his toothless smile. Walking the mother and son duo to the door Harper patted his head one last time after his mother paid the new price. Goodbye to the small boy who waved frantically at her, the lolli stuffed in his mouth. Chuckling at his enthusiasm Harper shut the door. She liked Ryan but the boy took too much out of her. Making her way to the kitchen counter where her binder was still laid out, Harper scanned down today's schedule then up at the clock on the wall. It was five in the afternoon and she was down for the day.

   Pulling the camera strap over her head Harper started toward the small area of the living room where she set up her equipment. Opening the small case on the chair behind the rolled up backgrounds she returned the camera back in its case for tomorrow. Rolling up the background she used for Ryan she pushed the stool the boy sat on back in its corner so she wouldn't trip over it when she drags herself to bed after a night of binging on TV and junk food.

The thought alone brought a smile to her face. Switching the radio on the counter to fill in the silence in the apartment she bobbed her head to the music. Turning towards her bedroom she gripped the hem of her black top and pulled it over her head. Tossing it on her bed she unclipped her small fanny pack, unbuttoning the brass button of her jeans and shimmied out of the denim with relief. Skinny jeans were cute but damn could they squeeze a girl, she thought. Kicking off her shoes she swayed her hips to the music coming from the other room, loving the sensual rhythm that filled her apartment.

Pulling open the top draw she found a pair of short shorts and a shirt from a one night stand she couldn't even remember well. Shrugging at the blurry memory of moans and thrusting, she slipped off her dark pink panties and slipped on the neon shorts she found in her drawer. Discarding her clothes from the evening into the hamper she walked back into the kitchen with her shirt in hand.

Padding softly across the room she made her way to the cabinet where she stored her treasured sweets. With her hand on the cabinet she handle she glanced at the fridge, guilt gnawing on her insides. Huffing in annoyance with herself she pulled the fridge door open and scanned the semi empty fridge for something less sugary. Her gaze landed on a small bag of carrot sticks she bought for a client a few days ago. The mom was a nutcase who called ahead asking for only healthy treats, claiming her daughter only ate organic.

  Reluctantly Harper tore the bag open and popped one carrot stick in her mouth. Slamming the fridge shut she proceded back to the cabinet while still munching on the carrot when her phone began to buzz. Growling under her breath Harper slammed the cabinet door shut and stomped to where she left her phone.

Freezing in mid step she stared at the unknown number flashing across the screen, recalling the last time she answered a number she didn't know. Elena's concoction healed her sore body, it took a days worth of rest and downing half the bottle but nevertheless she was fully healed. For three days she hadn't seen the incubus and it was a great few days. Even when she went out to the store or to do her laundry he didn't even puff in once, which seemed a little fishy to Harper.

The rings echoed in the room as Harper debated on ignoring it, very close to turning away from the phone when the ringing ceased. Breathing a sigh of relief she started back to her snack when her phone buzzed loudly.

Hesitantly she peeked at the screen wondering if a text could be as effective as his actual voice. Sighing loudly she grabbed her phone as she read Elena's text, wondering how the witch had her number when she never gave it to her. Sending her a quick response Harper asked what she wanted but the witch only said to meet her at her shop as soon as possible.

"She better have a good reason." Harper grumbled as she made her way back to her room. Peeling her comfy clothing off she opted for a pair of jean shorts, a cropped top and a pair of flats. Collecting her phone and her off the shoulder tan bag she headed to the front door.

Pausing at the threshold she scanned the hallway before stepping out of her apartment Harper shut the door behind her and leisurely walked down to the elevator waiting for him. He was near she could feel it in her gut. Her hunteress senses rose to the surface, taking in her surroundings, watching every movement around her. She didn't know why but she just knew he was watching her, maybe it had to do with the fact that Elena said he has been watching her. What she didn't mention was when? Before their deal or afterwards and how? Harper wasn't the greatest hunter in the world but she would have felt it if a demon was lurking around her.

This incubi was turning into a more complicated situation the further Harper went into this deal and it hadn't been more then ten days since she made that stupid deal and her sentence was ten long years. Would she be spending them like this, looking over her shoulder every time she walks out of her apartment or would he grow bored with her? Harper was hoping for the latter.

  Shaking the thought away Harper stepped into the elevator still on guard even as the doors closed. Clasping her hands together she drummed her fingers to the low humming of the elevator as it went down to the main lobby. When the doors opened with a ding Harper jumped out, startled by the sound. With her heart pounding in her ears she ignored the strange looks from the woman sitting with a baby carriage a few feet away and exited the building. As she made her way to her car she looked over her shoulder every four steps wondering why he decided to leave her alone. Did he find a new toy or was he in that awful club getting off of ordering those girls to please his kinky interests?

Shoving all the questions aside she opened the drivers door, the small creaking sound reminding her of how old the car really was. She need to get it fixed. Starting the car she pulled away from the curb and rolled the winds down allowing the warm breeze to cool her down. Glancing backwards one last time she shook her head and scolded herself for being so paranoid. The incubus wasn't around, she reminded herself. Releasing a long breath she reached for the radio dial when she felt a warmth caress her index finger. Startled by the abnormal touch she jerked back releasing her grip on the steering wheel. Her heart sunk as she felt the car twist quickly towards a lamp post when suddenly the car jerked back on the road.

"Bastard!" she seethed as the steering wheel steadied itself

A deep chuckle filled the car confirming what she already knew. He was here. Her heart leapt at the laughter that filled the car, the velvety sound caused something to stir inside her.

Twisting towards the passenger side she wasn't surprised to see the demon smirking at her terrified expression. Her blood boiled at the sight of him, amusement shining in his eyes as if scaring her half to death -literally- was a minor prank amongst children. Leaning over the middle area Harper swung her fist intending to knock a few of his teeth out when she felt a cool hand grip her fist, cradling it away from Kiev.

"Missed me huntress?" he teased

Jerking out of her seat Harper swung her left fist catching him in the jaw before the cool invisible hands restrained her. Kiev grinned as he pressed two fingers to his jaw "I'll take that as a yes."

"You almost killed me you idiot!" Harper growled, struggling against the hands that anchored her to her seat.

Rolling his eyes he leaned against the seat casually as if they were friends having a minor disagreement. His cool eyes glimmered as they took her in "Have you forgotten who I am already?"

"I wish." she mumbled under her breath

A single finger slid across her left cheek, the warmth moving down across her jaw and pausing by her bottom lip. Jerking her head away she felt uneasy as she gazed into his eyes and saw the curiosity in his dark gaze. She didn't like the way he looked at her like she was a mystery he wanted to figure out.

"Other than trying to kill me what do you want?" she asked bluntly

Raising a single brow he tilted his head "If I kill you huntress it wil be with you screaming my name from beneath me." he replied with a knowing smirk

  If.

Harper hadn't missed the two letter word. Holding the sigh of relief back she glanced down at the steering wheel as it turned on its own, manuvering around other drivers. He wasn't sure whether he was going to kill her, she didn't know if she should be relieved or worried. Maybe something in between. Harper wasn't sure what to feel, after all there was no guarantee he would spare her. Or that I'd kill myself, she thought dramatically.

A warmth spread across her bare thigh, the touch of warm fingers unmistakeable as they glided down the soft skin towards her most womanly area. Startled by the moisture forming between her thighs Harper jerked away unsuccessfully. Her back pressed against the seat trapping her as the car turned violently to the right.

Unprepared for the sudden movement Harper was tossed towards the passenger seat, her hands gripping at the first solid object they fell in contact with. Fingers curling around a hard warmth Harper braced herself for the worst, with her eyes squeezed tight she awaited the crunching sound of metal as it made impact but it never came.

"I told you I wouldn't kill you this way."

The words were a mere whisper in her ear, meant to soothe her she assumed. Rearing her head away from the solid object Harper noticed what -who she was clinging to. As if she were clutching coal Harper pushed away from him, her eyes wide, chest heaving.

Flashing a wolffish smile he smoothed the front of his cool grey shirt "I rather liked that position, come back to me."

Her muscles tensed, a warm wave rushing across her body before she found herself crawling over to the passenger side as the car continued forward. With a mind of their own her arms wrapped around his middle as she scooted on to his lap. A dark hue of red flooded her cheeks reflecting her anger as she realized her body responded to his command. Grinding her teeth she unwound her arms just as she felt his hand rub the back of her thigh.

"Was that so hard?" he teased, his breath fanning her chest as he spoke

Pulling her head back she set him with a glare, eyes burning with frustration. She wanted to wrap her hands around his neck and starngle him til he turned blue and gasped for breath. Even as he struggled for air Harper would tighten her hold and enjoy every second. Despite the fierce wanting to kill the bastard Harper's hands remained clasped behind his back.

"I will kill you." she hissed as he cupped her ass

Snorting he gave her round globes a rough squeeze, his fingers digging painfully into her soft flesh. The flash of pain was quickly followed by a tingling warmth that traveled to her core. She hated how her thighs parted slightly over his erect member. The hard, heat doubling in size beneath her. Loathed the smirk spreading across his full lips as he jerked his hips up, so his member nudged her warm center.

"Sit on me, huntress." he instructed, his velvety voice holding a thickness that had her insides squirming

Parting her legs further Harper pressed her warmth against his steel rod, moaning as the front of his zipper rubbed her core. Other than the flimsy shorts she wore and his slacks were the only thing keeping them apart. The metal rubbed her warmth as she slid her hips back feeling the friction of the zipper and his cöck against her püssy.

"That's it, rub yourself on top of me. Feel me under you, ready to plunge into your wetness." Kiev's low timbre vibrated in her ears

Sinking her teeth into her bottom lip Harper suppressed a moan when he thrust his hips up to hers. She wanted to deny how her body came to life or how her hips rotated over his involuntarily. There was no denying she liked his touch, whether it was because of this deal or not was still unclear but did it matter. Arousal was arousal.

  Releasing her bottom lip from between her teeth Harper lowered her head to met his gaze and immediately regretted it as her gaze collided with his. The twin orbs burned with a dark intensity that sent an excited shiver down her spine. The dangerous shadow below the surface a small glimpse at the danger Elena spoke of, the danger Harper felt rolling off of him in waves now.

She should have been afraid but even as she stared into those dark orbs she couldn't muster the emotion. It was too thrilling to know a powerful beast lay beneath her. The rebellious part of her perked at the thought enjoying the thought but the part of her that knew better -the part that knew a huntress shouldn't be enjoying sitting on a demon she had no intent to kill immediately- squashed the thought. She was a born huntress -an ex-huntress but nevertheless a huntress! She shouldn't be getting turned on.  He mumbled something she couldn't quite hear but when her hands spread across his back she knew he commanded her to do so. Her left hand slid along the tight muscles of his back. She shivered feeling the corded muscles beneath her finger tips, so much strength.

A distant voice warned her to pull out of these thoughts before they went to far yet she couldn't help but watch her hand travel upwards with unmasked curiosity. Kiev was a strange creature and she met her fair share of creatures. Werewolves, pixies, elves, dwarfs, vampires, nymphs. None of these creatures held that dark appeal that this one demon radiated. She shivered wondering what made Kiev different, what was that cool darkness that surrounded him like a cloak? Turning her attention to where her hands roamed across his chest she felt a faint heartbeat drumming, she smirked at the thought of Kiev having an actual beat. He seemed more beast than man.

"Do I amuse you?" he asked

Looking past a thick row of lashes she met his curious gaze "Very much." she replied with another smile

Curling her fingers against his chest she willed her treacherous body to cooperate and show some restraint. Placing her closed fists on his shoulders she gritted her teeth as the familiar heated prickling feeling started at the tips of her fingers. The bands rose to the surface, marking her skin with its hot velvetyness. Harper prepared herself for the skin searing pain as she began to sit back in the drivers' seat when he snaked an arm around her waist keeping her anchored on his lap. She wiggled in his grasp, feeling the burning bands melting her skin as she kept her hands to herself refusing to touch him.

"Stop."

It was a short command, a four letter word that shouldn't have mattered had the situation been different, yet when the harsh, deep command left his mouth it shook something in her to the core. The depth and authority in his tone was like nothing she had ever heard before. Her body stilled, the bands disappearing back into her skin taking the heat with them. Puzzled by the way her body froze she glanced down at her hands, now open and sprawled on his shoulders. Brows furrowing she wondered why his single command had her whole body relaxing despite her mind screaming for her to move off of him?

"What was that?" she heard herself asking him

A muscle in his jaw twitched "It was you finally obeying a command."

"No, that was something else." she pressed on. Eyeing him carefully she noticed his eyes had taken a pitch black hue that made the darkest of colors seem like pastels in comparison. "Your voice changed and.."

  A growl tumbled from his chest and before Harper could understand the seriousness of the situation she felt his arms around her waist before he whipped their entwined bodies around. The seat beneath them dropped taking her by surprise, digging her fingers into his shoulders she felt her body being pushed against the fallen seat, a heavy body settling over hers. Her heart slammed violently against her ribcage as she lifted her eyes and saw Kiev straddling her, his features darkening and transforming his handsome face into the monsterous beauty she knew lay not too far beneath the surface.

Her mouth went dry as she took in the dark creature standing over her, the anger and power rolling off of him as he pinned her down with those bottomless orbs. She felt like a child facing her worst nightmare as she looked into his eyes, the dark abyss luring her into the unknown that was sure to destroy her if she were foolish enough to continue looking for the bottom.

"You forget your place huntress." He all but growled

Harper swallowed past the fear gnawing at her and spoke in a small voice that she didn't recognize as her own "And what place might that be?"

He narrowed his eyes, the gleam of interest not going unnoticed as he lowered himself down to her. Harper sucked in a deep breath as he pressed his upper body down on her, his warm breath fanning her face. Despite her brain telling her to square her shoulders and keep a brave face on she couldn't help but shrink away from his dark gaze that both inticed and frightened her.

  He lowered his mouth to the column of her throat, lips brushing across her skin leaving goosebumps in his wake. One hand gripped her breast, squeezing the tender and sensitive tip, his other hand sliding down between their bodies and settling over her heated core.

"You are the victim of a very bad deal." he whispered against her skin. Without any warning his fingers flicked the brass button if her jean shirts open and with abnormal strength he tore the jeans down the middle exposing her polka dot panties. She felt him brush the tips of his fingers across the wet slickness between her legs.

  A soft sigh passed her lips as his thumb pressed down on her swollen clít. Was this how victims' felt, she wondered.

"I control you." he said in a deep voice. He shoved three digits into her weeping core taking her by surprise. Arching upwards Harper gasped, her body exploding with an intense need that hadn't been there moments ago. Her walls closed on his fingers, pulling them further into her silky warmth despite the ache she felt by his sudden penetration.

Her hands clutched his shoulders as her head spun as he started to pull his fingers in and out of her tight opening without allowing her muscles to relax around the sudden invasion. Her inner walls ached yet closed around him like a glove, growing slicker with every thrust of his hand. She shouldn't like this yet her hips lifted giving him better access to her weeping core.

"Your body is mine." he hissed, his mouth pressed against the shell of her ear. Harper moaned, the sound low and guttural as he sucked her earlobe into his mouth, teeth grazing the soft skin. His hot breath hitting her bare neck where he finished kissing seconds ago.

Her mouth parted, no sound escaping as she continued to pant like a dog in heat. Her body was on fire, a cool white fire that consumed her body in seconds. The world disappeared around her, only the feel of his fingers moving inside her mattered. The hot mouth suckling the top of her breasts mattered, the hard bulge digging into her thigh mattered. Lost in the world wind of intense pleasure Harper circled her legs around his waist, thrusting her pelvis down on his hand forcing his fingers deeper. In unison they both moaned deep and low. Throwing her head back Harper shivered in delight when a cool hand settled over her clît, knowing those magical hands were settling over her body. A cool finger slid down her abdominal pausing inches above her aching core as another caressed the inside of her thigh, gently parting her tightly clenched thighs apart.

"Part your legs." he said in a hoarse tone

  Biting her lip she felt her body obey him even before her brain could make sense of what he said. She should have been angry but when he inserted a fourth finger she gasped, hips arching off the seat. His thick fingers stretched her slick walls all while never ceasing the hard thrusts. Harper looked down to where he had his hand inside of her, eyes glazed over with lust. A soft mewl passed her lips causing Kiev's head to lift, those dark orbs meeting her half closed eyes as she shamelessly watched his experienced fingers sliding in and out of her with ease. It was like artwork, the juices sliding down his wrist, dark fingers curling as they slipped back into her warmth and reached that sensitive area that had her hips lifting to meet his very stroke. Unaware of his gaze on hers Harper licked her bottom lip as those oh so talented hands massaged her heavy mounds, thumbs stroking her pebbled tips. Her head lolled lazily to the side.

  It was unbearable.

   Hot white flames licked at her body, the pressure building inside her as hands -so many hands stroked her, pinching  and teasing her already sensitive body. Her body tensed, every nerve on edge as she felt herself tilting to the edge of the abyss where she would find the end she craved more than her next breath. Her chest tightened as breathing became more difficult as a new set of hands settled on her flat torso, with a feather like touch they stroked her tight muscles encouraging her to fall into the abyss and she had no objections. Forgetting where she was, who was straddling her, hands deep inside her Harper let reality fade away for awhile as she fell willingly into the sweet darkness beckoning for her to join.

  Like a possessed woman her body lifted off the seat, a loud moan passing her lips as she felt her world shatter into a million pieces. Her inner walls clamped down on the fingers inside her, restricting any movements. Fingers digging into flesh Harper released a scream of ecstasy no longer able to hold anything back as the floodgates broke, drowning her in its searing pleasure. A warm mouth settled over hers, swallowing her sounds of pleasure and adding gasoline to the burning fire that raged on. With her mind foggy with pleasure Harper acted on instincts and wrapped her shaking arms around the heavy body above her as she rotated her hips in attempt to extend the pleasure a few more seconds.

She was drunk, drowning as the mouth over hers opened, tongue darting into her mouth with skilled precision. Still riding the wave of pleasure Harper had no objections to allowing him entry. A warm hand lifted her hips upwards in a way where his erection fit against her wet core. Harper moaned loudly, the sound being swallowed by the man with his tongue deep in her mouth.

With shaky hands she ran them along his taunt muscles, shivering in appreciation when her fingers brushed the soft hairs at the nape of his neck. Gripping the feather like strands she tugged his head lower while slanting her mouth to better fit his. The guttural moan that left his mouth filled her and she could help but twist her hips up, wincing when his fingers shifted in her sensitive core. It was intoxicating. Like inhaling helium, it makes your head light and your throat tingly. She kissed many men, both good and bad but there was no doubt this one was good. Kiev was good.

  Kiev.

Harper froze, hands stilling in the soft pile of hair she was tugging on. Reality slammed into her like a bucket of ice water. She was kissing -and enjoying it with Kiev. Dropping her hands from his neck she pulled her mouth away, a gasp of surprise passing her lips when she saw it was in fact the demon himself.

  Heat colored her cheeks when she recalled he still hand almost his entire hand inside her.

"Get off of me." she hissed, voice hoarse from her shattering orgasm

He blinked down at her, eyes glazed over with lust. He seemed puzzled by her response considering they had just been in the midst of a steamy make out after he brought her to a very quick -yet intense orgasm. The thought alone had Harper cringing, how could she have been so weak?!

  Angry with herself for melting against him like a wonton slût she pressed both hands against his torso and gave a heavy push.

"Get. Off." she growled weakly

He didn't budge off her even though she was using all her strength, her eyes filling with hot tears of frustration. His fingers still inside her slick womanhood. She hated him. Loathed him for bringing her to a earth shattering finish and for being who he was, for being a demon bastard!

Balling her fists she slammed it against his torso hearing the loud thud and his unexpected groan. Her fists connected with his abdominal twice before she felt the cool invisible hands wrap around her wrists, restraining her from inflicting any more pain on the bastard. Harper struggled against their hold, eyes filling with moisture.

"Let me go you pervert!"

His features were impassive, eyes hard and void of the lust the shun in them only seconds ago. Lips pressed firmly together he extracted his hand out of her without a hint of gentleness. Clenching her jaw Harper bit back the whimper that had almost passed her lips. She didn't intend to show him any pain. Her eyes widened when she saw the wetness sliding down his hand, a fresh shade of red flushing over her cheeks. She knew it was an intense orgasm but she hadn't thought it was that intense! His fingers were drenched as was his wrist.

Rather than moving off her Kiev pinned her with those dark orbs "Don't forget your place again huntress."

She blinked, speechless as to how to respond to what he said and a bit puzzled when she recalled their conversation before desire had consumed her. Enraged by the nerve of that arrogant prick she lifted her fists forgetting the hands restraining her from tearing him apart.

"You fücking prick!" she growled, fighting against the hands pinning her down

Ignoring her thrashing he leaned down, his gaze matching hers with equal determination as her. Too angry to take note of the sudden darkness that settled over his features Harper pursed her lips and spat at him. He didn't flinch even as her saliva hit his cheek.

"No amount of fighting will change the fact that you are mine or what I will be doing to you. You are my sex toy." he said in a low hiss

"I'm not your-"

Before she could finish he slammed his lips over hers in a brutal kiss. She pressed her lips together, refusing to follow his lips when he mumbled something across her closed mouth. A warm tingling spread across her lips before her lips started to move along with his. Her lips felt swollen from his bruising kiss when he pulled away abruptly.

"No more games Harper, I will take you any way I want and when I want." he spoke in a dry tone

Harper didn't have time to pin him with a glare when he disappeared into a puff of smoke. Scrambling up into a sitting position Harper looked from side to side expecting to see him on the other seat. Her chest rose and fell with every ragged breath she took, heart thumping hard against her ribs. Looking down at the steering wheel she saw the car was set on park. Twisting around to look out the window Harper was shocked to see her parked outside of Elena's shop.

  Different emotions slammed into her, anger, embarrassment, loathing, frustration, helplessness. All the emotions mixed together into a big mucky mess. Biting her bottom lip Harper fought back the tears and righted her clothing. With shaky fingers she removed the keys from the ignition and stepped out of the car. Her legs trembled as she crossed the sidewalk and pulled the door open, chest tightening with emotion.

The small ding of the bell above the door as Harper walked into the small shop with hot tears spilling over her long lashes.

"Harper?"

Wiping her tear streaked cheeks Harper felt her bottom lip tremble as Elena approached her. Unable to speak Harper covered her face and allowed the tears to fall.

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I'm sorry for the late update, I've been down on the dumps lately and had my dreams cursed early this month but I've pushed through!! It's hard to update when your told your writing is not 'great writing'. Anywho I love you guys because when I signed in to watt pad last week I read your comments and well I couldn't not update. You guys really brought my spirits up so thank you!!!