CHAPTER 36: Harker
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Harker parked his car in the garage and got out. Today had been a long day. The conference call had been a waste of time and the facility had been a dump. The realtor had taken them to see three others and they’d all been in poor shape or outrageously expensive. All he wanted to do was go inside and see Alison. His night was planned. They’d have dinner, shower and f**k. He stepped inside the house and the scent of freshly baked cookies slapped him in the face.
“What the f**k,” he muttered before he yelled, “Alison.”
“Harker,” she yelled back.
He couldn’t help but chuckle. She normally just came running. He stepped into the kitchen and it looked like a cookie factory had exploded. “What the hell did you do?”
She pulled a pan from the oven, put it on the to
