The Windfalls of Love novel Chapter 63

Harrison had a staunch no-go policy when it came to eating grilled oysters.

Roxanne, however, was trying to coax him into it. "C'mon, Harri, give it a try. It's really good!"

She wafted the aroma of grilled oysters under Harrison's nose, hoping to tempt him.

In her mind, oysters were a powerhouse of nutrition.

She thought about his new IT job - lots of brain work, and oysters, loaded with zinc, would be just what he needed.

Harrison looked at her suspiciously. "Why the hell are you so insistent on me eating grilled oysters? You got some hidden agenda?"

"What hidden agenda could I possibly have?"

Harrison kept cool.

"Wait…" Roxanne took a moment to catch up, "Harrison, are you thinking I'm trying to boost your, um, virility? You got the wrong end of the stick, mate. If I was after that, why would I be keeping my distance?"

"As long as you're not. I'm not eating the damn oysters anyway," Harrison said, munching on other snacks.

He knew that if he ate the oysters, he'd be in for a rough night.

The last thing he wanted was to be hot and bothered in the middle of the night.

"Alright, alright, I won't force you," Roxanne conceded, "but you did help me get rid of the pain in the ass that is Nathaniel and Sebastian, we should at least celebrate that."

With that, she ordered a bottle of whiskey from the stall owner.

"Are you a whiskey lover?" Harrison asked.

"Do you prefer beer?" Roxanne retorted.

"I don't like either."

"Well, just toast with me. I'll do the drinking."

Today, Roxanne was in high spirits.

Thanks to Harrison, the annoying duo of Sebastian and Nathaniel were sent packing without much of a fuss.

Without Harrison, she wouldn't know what to do if Nathaniel tried to plant Sebastian in her company.

It wasn't like she could just kick Sebastian out.

In the end, Harrison had saved her from a major headache.

She felt so happy that she just had to have a drink.

After finishing her whiskey, she ordered another.

On the way home, she was a bit tipsy.

Harrison tried to steady her.

"No need, I'm just happy." she waved him off, slightly unsteady on her feet.

Harrison couldn't stop her from drinking, even though he tried.

When they got home, Harrison fumbled with the old-fashioned lock.

It was a pain compared to the high-tech facial recognition system at his own place, b

ut he was used to it.

Once the door was open, Roxanne kicked off her shoes and walked in barefoot.

Harrison picked up her slippers and bent down to offer them to her. "Can you put on your shoes? Don't you know the floor is cold?"

She didn't.

"Put them on."

Harrison was still holding her slippers and lightly tapped her bare foot.

Her feet were pretty. He had to admit.

He wasn't one to ogle, but at this moment, he found her feet quite attractive.

Before he could react, Roxanne had tumbled onto the couch, pulling him down with her.

She stared at his handsome face, her eyes slightly glazed.

"Harrison, why are you so handsome?"

"You're drunk. Let me get you some water."

He tried to free himself, but she held on, pulling them both down onto the couch.

From this angle, Roxanne had a clear view of Harrison's sexy Adam's apple.