Emma’s POV
Before I could say more, the front door swung open, and there he was—Mr. Harlan, stepping out onto the porch like he owned the whole damn world.
Which, from the look of this place, he pretty much did.
Tall, easily...
Emma’s POV
Before I could say more, the front door swung open, and there he was—Mr. Harlan, stepping out onto the porch like he owned the whole damn world.
Which, from the look of this place, he pretty much did.
Tall, easily...