Invisible to My First Love (Harper and Maddox) novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39 

Harper 

Friday evening finally arrived and I kept checking myself out several times in the mirror while Grayson was on his way to pick me up. I wanted to look perfect. I had no makeup on except for some lipgloss, hair in a messy bun, white tank top and some black high waist jeans. 

It had been years since we’d had fun together and I couldn’t wait for us to bond again. He showed up in a tight grey shirt that accentuated his physique and white sweat pants. His hair was a little messy and fuck, I felt like an idiot as I imagined that we were in another universe and he had come to pick me up as my boyfriend so we could go on a date. 

“You look gorgeous,” he said, wrapping his arms around me. 

I just wanted to snuggle in his chest but had to play it cool. 

We first went bowling, where he told me about the confrontation Tiffany and Maddox had after he’d dragged her away from everyone at his birthday party. 

The bowling ball felt heavier than I remembered and as I lined myself up with the lane, I said, “Wait, they really argued like that?” 

“Yup,” he said, standing just behind me. 

I swung the ball forward, releasing it with more hope than skill. It spun too far to the left and only clipped three pins, making him mockingly laugh at me. 

“Damn, only three? You suck.” 

“Shut up.” I playfully rolled my eyes. “You know, I can’t believe that Maddox and Tiffany said all those things to each other at the party. He seemed cool when he came outside and we talked. He never said anything.” 

He picked up the ball like it weighed nothing, then looked back at me and said, “Maybe you’re not as close as you thought you were.” 

I wanted to tell him that he was wrong as I had gotten to know a few things about Maddox, but I knew what he was trying to do and it wasn’t going to work. 

He swung the ball smoothly and it glided straight down the lane before smashing into all ten pins. 

“Ha! Now that’s how you do it!” He clapped hard for himself. 

“Show off.” I crossed my arms and gave him a mocking glare. 

He won the first round and even after it went on a few more times, not once was I the better player. I was aware of that and just loved watching him play, even with that wedding ring on his finger. 

I had also missed the playful rivalry we always had when we were younger. 

There was still so much to do and I was already enjoying every moment of it. 

We stopped by a vending machine and he handed me a soda, his expression a little serious like something had been bothering him. 

“I still feel awful that it was because of me that Tiffany made that post about you sleeping with your boss.” 

I chuckled. “Come on, we talked about this.” 

“I know, but it still bothers me. I gave her exactly what she needed. I’m really sorry.” 

There was something about the way he looked at me that made my heart flutter. 

“I just really need you to believe that I’m deeply sorry, Harp.” 

My grip tightened on the bottle because of the way he said my name. 

“Apology accepted, again.” I chuckled. “Come on, let’s not kill the mood. We came here to have a good time.” 

I only meant to get him hyped up, but when he took a few steps forward and towered over me, I forgot how to breathe. “You’re right. It’s just you and me.” 

Words escaped me and his eyes dropped to my lips, then back to my eyes. Even though I hoped it meant something deeper, I told myself not to read too much into it. It was for this reason that I took a few steps back and turned to face the other side. 

“Yeah, it’s just you and me.” 

My jaw dropped. “Are you telling me you booked out this whole place for us?” 

Since my return to San Francisco, there had been quite a few times he’d said and done a lot of things that made me feel special, but nothing could compare to that moment. 

For years, I played out the perfect date in my mind with him and that was starting to feel that way. I didn’t want him to see just how much he was making me blush, so I stuffed my mouth with popcorn. 

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