I Paid a Stranger to Flirt with My Mom

The dinner was Ruby’s idea. Harper’s aunt called three days after the confession, her voice bright with forced optimism: “Family […]

Harper went to her mother’s house the next morning. Not her parents’ house. Her mother’s house. Because that’s what it

Harper and Mason dated for two weeks before everything exploded. Two weeks of dinners and late-night phone calls and stolen

Harper confronted her father on Wednesday. She found him in his study at 9 PM—the only place he seemed to

Harper made it four days without thinking about Mason Rivers. Okay, that was a lie. She made it four hours.

Harper woke to sunlight streaming through her bedroom window and the warm weight of an arm across her waist. For

“One more drink” turned into three. Harper lost track of time somewhere between Mason’s story about accidentally photographing a celebrity’s

Harper was going to throw up. She watched from across the ballroom as Mason approached her mother, watched him introduce

Mason Rivers had made plenty of questionable decisions in his twenty-nine years, but taking $500 from a beautiful stranger to

The thing about crossing lines is that you never see them until you’re already on the other side. Harper Montgomery