Page 116 of Only With Me

Wilder, Landen, and Ellie showed up, which was a nice treat for Bentley. He lost his mind when he found out Ellie just won at the NFR last month and got so excited to ask her all kinds of questions about being a pro barrel racer.

I almost felt bad because now Harlow didn’t look as cool in his eyes. But to be fair, Ellie has years of competition experience.

Either way, Harlow is great with him and even if she is close in age to him, she’s a great role model. We had a great time and shared a lot of laughs.

It was the most fun I’ve had in a long time.

It’s so effortless making conversation and finding things to talk about with Harlow. One of the things that intrigues me so much is that she doesn’t try to impress me. She’s just herself, all the time, and is never afraid to ask me anything.

Some of her questions can be a little jarring, but I’ve come to love the randomness that spills out of her mouth. Hell, I look forward to it now.

“Did you wanna hang out at my house after I take Bentley home?” I ask Harlow when we walk out of The Lodge.

Her brows pinch together and she narrows her eyes in confusion.

“I wasn’t sure if you wanted to go home right away since it’s still kinda early,” I clarify.

And I’m not done spending time with her.

“Oh, sure. I just assumed you probably had to get up early tomorrow.”

“I’m off.”

Actually, I told Wilder he owed me one so I didn’t have to wake up early.

“Okay, cool. Could we try something?”

“Name it.”

She glances behind us at Bentley and then leans in closer.

“Dry humping…you mentioned it once, and I’ve been wantin’ to know what it feels like ever since,” she whispers.

“Harlow…” I lower my voice. “That’s…pretty intimate.”

“Oh.” She shrugs casually like she didn’t just ask to grind against my cock. “Okay.”

Except it’s not okay because it’s all I can think about on the drive to Bentley’s house. The two of them talk while I’m having a mental crisis between right and wrong.

One minute I’m trying my damndest to be a gentleman and keep my hands off her.

And then the next, she’s snapping my last ounce of restraint.

“I’ll be right back, I’m gonna walk him to his door,” I tell Harlow once I’m parked.

“Bye, Bentley! Hope to see you again soon!” She waves at him out the window.

“Bye, Harlow!” He waves in return, and I smile at how cute they are.

“Did ya have fun today?” I ask, wrapping my arm around his shoulders as we approach his apartment.

“One of the best days ever.”

My heart swells with happiness. “Good, I’m glad.”

“Is she gonna be around for a while?”

I tilt my head. “Whaddaya mean?”