Table for Three

Harper’s POV

Best friend.

That word again. My chest ached, but at that point, it felt like I had gotten used to hearing it.

Just a few more, Harper, and you’ll finally be free from your feelings for him.

His hand was still on my head as he ruffled my hair, so I huffed and gently pushed his hand away.

“Do you think I’m your dog or something?”

Lachlan chuckled and pinched my cheeks. “What a cute dog