Invisible to My First Love (Harper and Maddox) novel Chapter 42

Chapter 42 

Grayson 

Harper was all dressed up for our evening out together and was in these tight jeans that accentuated her sexy curves and a tank top that showed off just how busty she was. And there was that fucking messy bun and a bare face. She was flawless and had me speechless for a moment as soon as she stepped out of the house. 

Bowling with her was fun and I won in the end, but I still had fun watching her roll the ball down that lane. It wasn’t just because I was curious to see how good she was, it was also because that gave me the chance to take in the view of her curves as much as I wanted. 

I found myself clenching my jaw each time I remembered that Maddox had seen every inch of those curves with no clothes on, especially that night I heard them fucking each other. 

I made her feel special when I booked the entire movie theater to watch a classic movie with her and while my initial intention was just to mess with her head, I liked being there with her and even enjoyed every moment of it. 

We’d seen that movie so many times in the past that it was a core memory. 

She still wasn’t fully convinced that Tiffany was cool with the two of us hanging out and I understood her. While I also didn’t fully believe her, I wanted it to be true so badly that I shut out all my doubts. 

It was hilarious to me when she rushed to the possibility that I wanted to leave my wife when I was mad at her. She was only setting herself up for everything that I was going to do to her, apart from what I’d already done. 

In the past, Harper was always there to listen and it felt so good that I could finally talk to her again about everything that I couldn’t tell anyone else. How I’d missed that part. 

When she told me about Mike, I wanted to ask for a picture but told myself it didn’t matter what he looked like because he’d never be me and she confirmed it when she told me she just couldn’t keep going with the relationship. 

I brought Tiffany into the conversation and could tell just how much it pissed her off when she began taking shots. All I had to do was get real close to her face with a smirk and I watched her melt. She was just too easy. 

She got so drunk that I had to hold her for support. I did it on purpose when I constantly brought my face real close to hers. I wanted her to kiss me so badly. 

She leaned on me for support as I held onto the narrowest part of her waist and was so cute when she asked for another bottle, but that was enough and I wanted to be alone with her. 

When I stood behind her and her ass came in contact with my cock, fuck, it did things to me. 

Even though I told her that was the reason I couldn’t stay, I wanted her to beg me to stay so badly. I wondered what I was going to do if she did. She was so drunk that she might have finally begged me to fuck her or something and I would’ve felt like a king. 

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