“Well, I’m proud of you.” Harper leaned forward. “Tell me, are you happy?”
“I am. Honestly, I didn’t think it was even possible. I have my business and an excellent woman in my life.”
Puzzlement went across Harper’s face again. I knew what he was thinking, but he was wrong.
“I’m not hiding anymore. I chose to love LeeAnn. We went from being friends to lovers. Next thing I knew she was always there.” When I told her about the rape and she stuck around, I had to admit that she was special. It took me a while to admit I loved her. The emotion was so foreign to me that most days I still wasn’t sure if what I felt was real.
“Does she know—”
“That I’m bisexual? Yes. She also knows what we have might not be permanent.”
Harper tilted his head. “Is that fair to her? To you?”
“We’re taking it one day at a time, but so far we’re good. She’s my business partner, too. We share a house. Those were things I didn’t have a year ago. If it hadn’t been for you kicking me to the curb, I would have never gotten my ass in gear.”
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