(Asher)
I looked at her and waited. She was nervous, but I could see she wanted this. I wanted it too. I just needed to be sure.
"Are you sure?"
She nodded.
"I'm sure."
I got up from the couch and held my hand out to her. Harlow looked at it before placing her hand in mine. I helped her up and headed toward the bedroom. My leg complained, but I ignored it.
"You're limping."
"I'm aware."
"Maybe we should wait until your leg is better."
"No."
That answer made her laugh. I opened the closet and reached behind a few things until I found the locked case I'd kept there for years. Harlow's laughter disappeared when I carried it over. She followed me with her eyes as I placed it on the bed.
"What the hell is that?"
"You said you wanted to try."
"That doesn't answer my question."
"You
