Harvey looked down at the slight blond woman who was curled up beside him in bed. He'd been silent since they finished, unable to think of the right words. He hadn't explained his change in mood at all - just came home with dinner and a briefcase full of cash (which she didn't know about...but that she probably should, since some of it was for
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As long as tomorrow he didn't start avoiding her.
When he came back with a briefcase, she sat up a bit more and tilted her head. The it opened and a stack of money was held out to her. Her first thought was wondering how the hell Harvey had gotten all that money. It was quickly replaced. She stared at the bills, looked up at Harvey, and one brow arched as her eyes narrowed.
He wasn't trying to suggest... If he was, she'd kill him herself.
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"Where did you--" She began as she took one of the stacks. Crisp, clean bills, still with the bank's binding. It didn't take long to put the pieces together. "No. I don't want to know." She didn't say anything again, just ran her thumb over the stack's edge. She kept waiting to wake up. This couldn't be real. This was almost too much to try and process. "Harvey-- I-- Shit."
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