It pissed her off more than if he had lunged.
Harper knew what she looked like. She had a body that made men stupid. Pretty face, the kind of proportions that could pass for a campaign shoot if she ever bothered. Every guy who had seen her naked before had gone a little wild for it. Ethan looked at her like she was a boring page he had to finish before he could turn to the next chapter.
Then, to her shock, he took his phone out of his pocket.
The camera sound was quiet. Once. Twice. Another angle.
Harper’s stomach dropped. “What the hell are you doing? Are you going to blackmail me with those?”
Ethan did not even glance up from the screen right away. When he did, his eyes were flat and certain.
“No,” he said. “How would I blackmail something that already belongs to me?”
He closed th
