(Asher)
I sat on the couch and stretched my leg out in front of me. Harlow stayed at the dining table, tapping through whatever Greta had sent her. Every few minutes she stopped to read something before continuing. I left her alone because she clearly knew what she was doing.
My phone vibrated again, and this time it was Dane. He wanted to know whether Harlow was actually coming over because Eli had apparently decided her answer wasn't reliable enough. I looked toward the dining table. She was still working.
"Dane wants confirmation."
Harlow didn't look up.
"Tell him yes."
I typed the answer and sent it. Dane responded almost immediately that Eli had been asking since he woke up. I wasn't surprised. Harlow had bought the kid enough toys to make herself one of his favorite people.
"A
