Page 52 of Only You
Hannah grabbed her short silk robe from the closet and slipped it over her. Seeing her like that had my cock misbehaving once again.
“I’ll get the pie, and you pour the wine.” Hannah smiled.
I refilled our glasses as she went inside the house, grabbed the pie, and brought it to the patio with plates and forks. She cut a piece and placed it in front of me. Grabbing a fork, I took a bite and closed my eyes.
“God, this is so good,” I said.
“Annie is so talented when it comes to baking,” Hannah said.
“She is. And don’t forget her other talent.”
“What other talent?” She cocked her head.
“Her talent for gossip.”
“Ah, yes.” Hannah laughed. “I think that might be her number one talent.”
“For sure.” I chuckled.
“How hot is the hot tub?” she asked.
“It’s pretty hot.” I smiled.
“Perfect.” She stood up, untied her robe, and set it on her chair.
My eyes never left her naked and gorgeous body as she walked to the hot tub. Standing up from my chair, I grabbed our wine glasses, walked over, pulled off my pants, and climbed in.
“This is amazing.” A bright smile crossed her lips.
“It certainly is.” I picked up her wine glass and handed it to her.
“So, Mr. Harbor. I have a question for you.”
“You can ask me anything you want.” I reached over and took a strand of her hair between my fingers.
“Why are you single?”
“Well, it’s what I prefer. I’m not too much of a relationship guy. I’ve pretty much been on my own since I was sixteen, and that’s how I like it. Since Lucy’s mom and I dated, broke up, tried again for the baby's sake, and failed, I realized relationships aren’t what I wanted. Making a relationship work is too much hard work and effort. I do enough of that running my company. I don’t have the time to make both things work.”
“It’s not hard work when you meet your soulmate,” she said.
“Do you honestly believe in soulmates?” My brow arched. “Was that guy back in New York who broke your heart, your soulmate?”
“No, he wasn’t. He was just a desperate attempt to try my hand at a relationship.”
“What do you mean?” I tipped the wine glass to my lips.
“I always kept men at a distance. Adalyn loves to say that men walk in and out of my life like a revolving door. And that’s the way I liked it. I was busy planning my life, wanting to be a big fashion designer, and working on my career. Then Adalyn got divorced and moved here. She met Colin, and he turned her life around. After years of my mother mourning my father’s death and never believing she’d be happy again, she met Antonio in Italy, and he moved to the United States to be with her. At thirty-two, I finally realized that maybe I was wrong about relationships, and it was time to stop pushing guys away, go with the flow, and see what happens.”
“Do you regret doing that?” I asked.
“No. Because it was the push I needed to refigure my life. As much as I liked being a fashion designer, I hated my boss and the industry. I knew I would never become a Kate Spade, Coco Chanel, Vera Wang, or Donatella Versace. I was living my life in the fast lane and needed to slow down.”
“And running your own flower shop is slowing down for you?” I smirked.
“I think it is, along with being here in Harbor Falls.”
It sounded like she wasn’t looking for anything except a good time, which was all I could give. I was prepared to have the “talk” with her, but after hearing what she said, I didn’t think it was necessary.