Yes

“Okay, fine!” I yelled.

Harmony smiled, like she knew this would happen. “So, we can get back together?”

“It’s your last chance, so use it well.”

I walked to the living room and slouched on the couch, exasperated.

Harmony followed and stood beside me. “Remember what we did on this couch?”

I looked up at her, surprised, but didn’t respond.

A smirk tugged at her lips as she stood in front of me, like she knew what was going on in my head.

“Hey, you’re blocking the television,” I said, moving my head to the side.

Harmony didn’t move, instead leaning in and putting her hands on the couch on either side of me.

My breath caught up at her closeness.

“Now,” she purred. “I’m not going to complicate things. Just one question. Will you be my little slut?”