Chapter 142

"Why does Harry look like he's going to murder someone?" Brooklyn appeared at the door of the kitchen, staring at Harry with raised eyebrows, looking unimpressed. She was wearing a pale pink stress and her curly hair was styled into a ponytail. Harry's eyes widened at the site of her and Indianna had to agree, she did look beautiful, even when her eyes were still puffy and red from crying. "Harry, what have you done?"

"Why do you always assume the worst of me, babe?" Harry questioned, speaking for the first time since his and Greyson's exchange.

"Because you can be rather rude," Brooklyn said simply and she walked up to Harry, reaching out to take his hands. He visibly relaxed at her touch. "And I can only imagine what you've said to Greyson. He looks like you've just shat in his hands and made him clap."

A chortle came from across the room and Kirstie slapped her hand over her mouth, trying