Shattered Vows (The Denton Family Legacy Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

this is?” he asked. “This is me trying to get into your friends’ pussies?”
    “Ew, God, that’s gross.”
    “I’m blunt. I live in a world that doesn’t allow me to be any different.”
    “I don’t know what to think, okay? This is all weird to me. You’re a handsome guy, and you’re sending me flowers, turning up at my work place, grabbing my ass—this is all just a little confusing to me.”
    “Damian is not the guy for you.”
    “What?”
    “I was told this morning that you looked a little upset about it.”
    Harper stared at the man. “Can I have my bag and jacket?”
    “Come and get it. I’m not holding it hostage.”
    “That is exactly what you’re doing.”
    “You were hurt this morning. I see it in your eyes. You liked Damian, didn’t you?”
    Dropping her hand to her side, she nodded. “Fine, yes, I liked him. He was a nice guy. Out of the whole club last night, he spoke with me, and I thought we were having fun. I’ve never done anything stupid like that. I wouldn’t have taken him home, but I liked it. It was nice. This morning, I—I don’t know. I just got a little upset that he picked my friend again.”
    “I’d never pick your friends over you.”
    She couldn’t look away. He ran the tips of his fingers against her jacket, and Harper watched, mesmerized.
    “You would always come first,” he said.
    “Even with your creepy tendencies.”
    “I’m a nice guy.”
    Harper took a step toward him. “How can I trust you when the first thing you did to me was grab my ass?”
    “You have a really nice ass. Forgive me for being taken over by the need to feel it.”
    She paused as he got to his feet, holding out her jacket.
    How could she be mad at that?
    He touched your ass.
    Abel is still a jerk.
    Stepping close, she made to grab her jacket, but he held it out of reach. “I’m being a gentleman.”
    “After being a crazy stalker.”
    “I haven’t done anything crazy yet.”
    Giving in, she turned around, and accepted his help to put her jacket on. She didn’t see why she was fighting. The bag, he picked up and placed over his shoulder. “Now, how about we go out to lunch?”
    “I would really just like to go home.”
    “I can take you back to my place. I have a wonderful apartment above the casino. Perfect for being at work and in bed all at the same time.”
    Harper stopped. “Why didn’t your brothers take my friends back to their place?”
    Abel shrugged. “I don’t know. I’m not my brothers, and I’m inviting you back to mine, no one else.”
    “I don’t know if I want to go with you. You’ve been very…”
    “Creepy. I know.” He held his hands up. “I can promise to keep my naughty hands to myself, and I will not cause you any trouble.”
    “Do you promise?”
    “Yes, I promise. I want to get to know you.”
    Harper stared at him. “Fine.”
    “Are you always this judgmental?”
    “Not usually. I’ve never had to deal with a guy who has grabby hands. That was weird. Your wandering hands. Shouldn’t a guy get to know a girl first?” Harper asked.
    “Would it help if I let you slap me?”
    “I’m not a violent person. I hate violence.” She wrinkled her nose. Even movies with too much blood and gore made her feel sick.
    “No slapping then.”
    “I don’t feel comfortable going to your place. I don’t know you, and I left my cell phone at home so I can’t call my friends to let them know that I’m with you.”
    “I won’t hurt you.”
    “I just don’t want to go home with you.” She hated being mean, and the way Abel was looking all sad was really making it hard for her to keep firm to her resolve. “Maybe we could go get some dinner? Would that be okay?” Biting her lip, she stared at him, wishing she had a backbone. This guy was just so intense, and she wasn’t used to that kind of intensity from anyone.
    “I can handle that.” He pulled his cell phone out, and she listened in utter amazement as within seconds he spoke his