Back THE ATTRACTION
Chapters (80)
  1. Book Title
  2. About the Author
  3. Contact
  4. Dedication
  5. Chapter One
  6. HARPER
  7. FORREST
  8. Chapter Two
  9. FORREST
  10. Chapter Three
  11. HARPER
  12. Chapter Four
  13. FORREST
  14. HARPER
  15. Chapter Five
  16. HARPER
  17. FORREST
  18. HARPER
  19. Chapter Six
  20. HARPER
  21. FORREST
  22. HARPER
  23. Chapter Seven
  24. HARPER
  25. Chapter Eight
  26. FORREST
  27. HARPER
  28. FORREST
  29. HARPER
  30. Chapter Nine
  31. HARPER
  32. FORREST
  33. HARPER
  34. Chapter Ten
  35. HARPER
  36. Chapter Eleven
  37. FORREST
  38. Chapter Twelve
  39. HARPER
  40. Chapter Thirteen
  41. FORREST
  42. Chapter Fourteen
  43. HARPER
  44. Chapter Fifteen
  45. FORREST
  46. HARPER
  47. FORREST
  48. Chapter Sixteen
  49. FORREST
  50. HARPER
  51. Chapter Seventeen
  52. FORREST
  53. HARPER
  54. Chapter Eighteen
  55. FORREST
  56. HARPER
  57. FORREST
  58. HARPER
  59. FORREST
  60. Chapter Nineteen
  61. HARPER
  62. FORREST
  63. Chapter Twenty
  64. HARPER
  65. FORREST
  66. Chapter Twenty-One
  67. HARPER
  68. FORREST
  69. HARPER
  70. Chapter Twenty-Two
  71. HARPER
  72. Epilogue
  73. 6 Weeks Later
  74. 2 Years Later
  75. 4 Weeks Later
  76. That Day Book Excerpt
  77. Chapter One
  78. KURT
  79. Also by Karen Deen
  80. Acknowledgments

“I’ll be a gentleman and let you go first.” Walking to the side of the machine, I slip off my suit jacket and roll up my shirt sleeves. “This is serious competition, I need to be ready for all the action. I mean, you are at a slight disadvantage in what you are dressed in, but I won’t handicap you for that.” I watch her take off her cardigan that no more than ten minutes ago she was wearing as armor, and now she throws it to the side on a couch that sits along the wall.

“If it’s that serious, what are we playing for? There has to be a wager.” That glint I love so much is back in her eyes now.

“Oh, that’s dangerous territory. I’m not sure you would like the things I pick.” My mind is racing with all the options I could use. And I bet it’s not what she’s thinking.

Her little giggle is such a relief to hear. “You’re a guy, I know exactly what you would pick, and it would involve getting naked. But that is off the table, so you better rethink, mister.” She pokes her finger into my chest, and it’s so nice to see her playful side coming out.

“Well, I hate to say you’re wrong, but… you’re wrong. So, let’s start with an easy one.” I lean back and sit on the arm of the couch next to the machine. “The person who wins this game gets to ask the other person something about themselves and they have to answer honestly. It can be as silly or as serious as you like. Like how can you still eat avocado?” Which is enough to have us both laughing, and it takes the sexual premise out of the discussion—well, sort of.

“Game on, and get ready for me to bombard you with questions when I win,” she says proudly as she pulls the ball launch back and lets it go, and the first ball shoots up into the playfield part of the machine. The relaxing sounds of it hitting different targets start running through the room. The machine’s music is playing the theme song, “Sweet Georgia Brown” of the Harlem Globe Trotters, and you can’t help but smile when you hear it.

Looking at Harper, she has such intense concentration and is throwing her whole body into this. The ball bounces around, and every time I think she is done for, she manages to get the flipper to hit it just right, and it bounces back up into the game and racks up plenty more points. I’m sure it’s beginner’s luck, but she’s actually scoring well for her first ball.