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“Are you always this pushy?”
    “Yes.” His response was immediate.
    Harmony sat back down and watched him from weary eyes. His concern grew. Something was bothering her and he wanted to know what it was. He longed to help her.
    “I’m just tired, that’s all. Nothing more than that.”
    He barely blinked. “You’re lying.”
    “What?”
    “I’m an attorney, Harmony. Do you really think I haven’t learnt when someone is lying to me?”
    “Why are you doing this? There must be plenty of other women who would love your attention.”
    “Probably are. I don’t care about them.” He uncrossed his legs and leant forward, resting his elbows on his thighs. “Now, answer me honestly.”
    “Excuse me,” she said, getting to her feet before running from the room.
    He heard a door slam and sighed. Perhaps it hadn’t been his smartest move. Alone, he got up and walked to a small table by the window, which had two pictures on it. He picked one up and smiled. Her family. Handsome Asian father, gorgeous African-American mother. Even her brother was good-looking.
    In the other were Harmony and another woman. Native American, by the looks of her. The women were standing before a building with huge smiles on their faces. This Harmony looked full of joy and life. Unlike the one who’d just run from the room.
    Photos back on the table, he glanced around her place. Small. Quaint would be a better word, but she made it work. It wasn’t crowded and had a welcoming feel. There weren’t a bunch of knick-knacks and he didn’t see the vase she’d outbid him on.
    “You’re still here.”
    “I am. Where’s the vase you got at the auction?” he asked.
    “In my bedroom.”
    Pivoting on his heel, he glanced at her. Her face flushed again and she said, “I’ll get it for you.”
    “Actually, I was wondering if I could see the entire collection.”
    “It’s in my bedroom,” she mumbled.
    “I gathered that when you said that’s where the one was.” He held up a hand. “I’ll be very good.”
    Her eyes narrowed and he knew she didn’t buy it for a second. “Fine.”
    Containing his grin, he followed her back to her room. There wasn’t much more space back here but he did see the collection along a wall. She had twenty of them. He walked past her and moved to get a closer look at them. All intricately detailed, they were amazing.
    “Wow. This is incredible,” he said.
    “Thank you.”
    “How long did it take you to get all these?”
    “My grandmother started it for me when I…” She cleared her throat. “When I was younger. She passed three years ago and I tracked down the rest of them.”
    There was something she wasn’t telling him but he let it go. He reached for one only to pause and peer at her. “May I?”
    “Sure.”
    He lifted one the colour of the sea and stared at it before putting it back. “You have a beautiful collection, Harmony.”
    “Thank you.”
    His gaze took in the rest of the room and lingered on the double bed. A cream-coloured comforter covered it. He sneaked a peek at her and found her gaze transfixed to the bed. She jumped slightly when he cleared his throat.
    “Harmony?” he asked, reaching for her.
    “I… I need to get some sleep. Long day tomorrow. I’m sure you have one as well.”
    “I do.” He stepped towards her only for her to take one back. They continued the dance until she could go no farther, having run into the hallway wall. “Why are you running from me?”
    “You could hurt me.”
    “What is life without risks?”
    “Safe.”
    He shook his head at her. “Boring. I don’t take you as a boring person, Harmony. I have no plans to hurt you.” He’d seen the spark she had for life—it had shown when she’d looked at the rain and in the sparkle in her eyes as she’d tried not to laugh at him covered with mud. However, she tried to hide it. He wanted to know why.
    He cut off her next statement by kissing her. The taste of honey flooded his mouth as he