*Oliver*
We flew into the city. Harper had a big smile on her face as the wind whipped through her hair. I was glad to see that she was happy, but I was a little concerned.
When we got into the city, I slowed down and followed the speed limits. I reached over and took Harper's hand. Without the roar of the wind, we could talk.
“Harper, I understand that you are concerned your parents won't accept us being together, but I don't like this lying," I told her, my lips turning down in a frown.
She lifted her eyes to me. They were glassy and big, so full of warmth and desire.
“We snuck around behind your own daughter, remember?" she said, giggling, her cheeks tinged rose.
I couldn't help but smile. “Sneaking around is one thing. Flat out lying… that isn't my style," I told her.
Her
