The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 34

Harrison really had the hots for Roxanne. But he felt awkward as hell when she caught wind of it.

He'd made a promise not to share a bed with her after they got hitched, but now he was backpedaling on that.

He absolutely hated that feeling.

They'd only tied the knot with Roxanne for a measly thirteen days.

Just thirteen short days.

Could he actually be itching to get close to her?

No way. This wasn't real.

He'd just been on his own for too long and was craving some female company.

That was all.

Annoyed, he blurted out, "You think you're some kind of looker?"

"I..." Roxanne was taken aback by his words, "Didn't you say just a few days ago that I was pretty? What's up with you now?"

"When did I ever say that?" Harrison denied it.

Roxanne argued with him, "After Chloe and I got hauled off to the slammer, don't you remember?"

"I was just making small talk, and you took me seriously?" The more annoyed he got, the colder Harrison became, and he couldn't help but snort.

"So, you're denying that you wanted to kiss me just now?"

"You're not all that."

"I..."

Roxanne was a seasoned woman.

She had her own judgment.

She could see which guys just wanted to mess around, drawn in by her beauty;

which guys were into her, secretly watching her but too scared to look her in the eye;

which guys had the hots for her and wanted to win her over...

She saw it all clear as day.

Over her seven years of being single, plenty of guys had been into her but got rejected.

She was sharp as a tack.

How could she not know what was going on in Harrison's mind?

However, it didn't matter if he wouldn't admit it.

She didn't need him to.

If he did, it would probably be even more awkward.

After all, she'd only married him to solve some problems and find someone to share her life with.

She'd never planned on discussing love with Harrison.

His denial was actually better.

She neatly folded Harrison's ill-fitting suit, put it in a bag, and said, "I'm going to bed. Dad moved to the upstairs room today; you should probably crash on the living room couch, right?"

Then Roxanne handed Harrison his blanket.

Harrison hadn't quite registered the news about Dad moving upstairs. He'd been planning to continue sleeping in the room tonight.

Roxanne shoved the blanket into his arms, and he hesitated, "I'm sleeping on the couch tonight?"

Roxanne retorted, "Didn't you say on our wedding day that you didn't want to sleep with me? Now that Dad's moved out, you still want to share a room with me?"

She gave Harrison a shove out the door.

Slam!

The door shut tight behind him.

She was about ready to explode.

Couldn't Harrison have been a little more tactful?

He'd even had the nerve to say she wasn't pretty and she lacked charm.

But why was she getting worked up over Harrison?

They'd only married to solve problems, so why get angry?

She hopped into bed, found a comfy position, and got ready to sleep.

She needed to recharge so she could be bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for work tomorrow morning.

Nothing was more important than making money.

Roxanne quickly regained her calm, closed her eyes, her breathing slowly evened out, and she was soon fast asleep.

Meanwhile, Harrison outside her door wasn't so calm.

He stared at the tightly shut door.

Was he really kicked out by that woman?

He was forced to crash on the couch again, falling into a restless sleep.

But he barely got a wink of sleep all night.