*Oliver*

Before it got too late, I crawled out of Harper’s bed. I placed a kiss on her cheek. She smiled and pulled the blankets tighter around her.

“Are you leaving?” she asked.

“I thought I’d let you get some rest tonight. Besides, I need to get into some real clothes,” I said, chuckling.

Harper smiled again. She sighed sleepily. We’d kept each other busy all afternoon, again. It was hard to leave her because I wanted to lay next to ...