Invisible to My First Love (Harper and Maddox) novel Chapter 137

**Blueprint 137**

Harper

As I closed my laptop that evening, the weight of the day seemed to lift from my shoulders. I let out a long, relieved breath, as if I had been holding my breath for ages. The workload had been overwhelming, and now, with just an hour left before my meeting with Dean, I felt a surge of gratitude. I planned to use that precious time not just to freshen up, but to tidy up the chaos I had created in my kitchen earlier while cooking.

I made my way to my bedroom, my mind racing with thoughts about what to wear. I wanted something simple yet stylish, something that wouldn’t send any mixed signals to Dean. Just as I was mentally sifting through my wardrobe, my phone buzzed in my hand, and a smile crept onto my face when I saw Maddox’s name flash on the screen.

“Hey,” I greeted him, my voice light.

“Getting closer to meeting that guy?” he asked, and I could detect a hint of bitterness lurking beneath his words.

I chuckled softly, amused by his tone. “Yeah, but there’s been a change.”

“Oh? Not meeting him anymore?”

I scoffed lightly, shaking my head. “Oh, I’m definitely meeting him.”

“Then what’s changed?” he pressed, curiosity piqued.

“The plan was for me to go to him, but he said he’d pick me up instead.”

I could hear him sigh heavily on the other end, a sound that made me raise my eyebrows in confusion. “I see,” he replied, his disappointment palpable.

Suddenly, the line went dead. I stared at my phone, bewildered, as I processed the abrupt end to our conversation. What was that about?

Shaking my head to dispel my confusion, I continued upstairs, determined to find an outfit that would be both comfortable and appropriate for the occasion. I wanted to make sure Dean understood my intentions clearly.

After I had selected a simple yet elegant outfit, I headed to the kitchen to tackle the mess I had left behind. I had been so engrossed in my cooking that I had created a mini disaster zone.

Just as I was about to head to the bathroom for a shower, my phone rang again from the kitchen counter. It was Maddox once more.

“Miss me?” I teased, unable to hide my amusement.

“Keep your eyes on the living room window,” he instructed, his voice firm.

“What?” I replied, puzzled.

“Just do as I say,” he insisted.

Despite my confusion, I walked over to the living room window. I stood there, heart racing, for a few moments before I heard the unmistakable sound of a familiar engine. My heart leaped as I saw his car pull into my driveway. He was actually outside! The realization sent a jolt of excitement through me, and I froze momentarily.

Before I could gather my thoughts, he was already out of the car, striding towards my door with an air of urgency and tension. The doorbell rang just seconds later, and I rushed to open it.

“I wasn’t expecting you,” I admitted, surprise coloring my voice.

Without hesitation, he stepped inside, brushing past me as if he owned the place. “Call Dean and tell him not to come here. No one’s picking you up because I’m taking you myself.”

“What?” I blinked in disbelief.

“Have you freshened up yet?” he asked, his tone now softer but still commanding.

“No,” I replied, still trying to process his sudden appearance.

He made himself comfortable on my couch, settling in as if he belonged there. “I’ll wait.”

I stood there, my eyes narrowing in disbelief. I was utterly taken aback by his unexpected arrival. I wanted to protest, to tell him that this was all too much, but I was so flustered that no words came to mind. All I could do was nod and retreat to my bedroom.

Once I was in the shower, a smile spread across my face as I thought about the lengths Maddox had gone to out of jealousy. He was like a fierce guard dog, claiming his territory because another guy wanted to pick me up. I reveled in the attention he was giving me, enjoying every second of it.

After I finished showering, I wrapped a towel around my body and began brushing my teeth. Just as I was halfway through, I heard him call out to me—not from downstairs, but right outside the bedroom door. His voice was close enough to make my heart race.

“Babe.”

His tone was deep and authoritative, causing me to pause, toothpaste still in my mouth. For a moment, I wondered if I had imagined it. I resumed brushing, but then I heard him again.

“Babe,” he called, his voice a low rumble.

The third time he said my name sent a thrill down my spine. It wasn’t loud, but I knew he was doing it on purpose, testing to see if I was paying attention.

“Yes?” I replied softly, my heart fluttering.

There was silence on the other end, a silence that was more powerful than any words. My curiosity piqued, I stepped out of the bathroom and was met with the sight of him sitting on the edge of my bed. One hand rested casually on his knee while the other was rolled up his sleeve, revealing his toned forearm. His eyes were fixed on me, as if I were the only thing that mattered in that moment.

His gaze roamed over me, taking in every detail, and when our eyes locked again, his voice was low, leaving no room for misinterpretation. “Come here.”

The longing I had felt for him surged within me, igniting a heat that spread through my body before I even reached him.

As I was about to settle into his lap, he gripped my waist, stopping me as he pressed his lips against my thigh, sending shivers down my spine.

“There’s only one place I want you to sit… on my face.”

My breath caught in my throat. I thought he was joking until he lay back on the bed, beckoning me with his hands.

“You know where you’re supposed to be. I’m waiting.”

I climbed onto the bed so quickly that I should have felt embarrassed, but I didn’t. I craved him. I wanted him more than anything at that moment.

I could see the outline of his arousal as I positioned myself above him, my hands reaching down to rub the fabric that concealed his hardness.

As I fumbled with his belt, he suddenly yanked my towel away, letting it fall to the floor. My body landed right on his warm, eager tongue just moments after he had maneuvered me into position.

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