Harriet sighed as she felt her waist. She had just recovered from the imprinting ritual, and now...
She was lying on the room's bed. Liam, on the other hand, was searching for something in their luggage.
She said softly, "Come to think of it, if you were going to propose tomorrow..."
"Yes, Granpa and Granma are supposed to bring Niamh and Damian over. So was Zaha and everyone else to celebrate the proposal. Heath had booked the resort's party hall too..." Liam answered even before Harriet finished her question.
Now, he could explore Harriet's mind even more clearly than ever. Before, he hadn't had time to pry into her mind. He hadn't thought about doing so either.
But Harriet had explored his mind more than him because it was almost an automatic nature for her curious self. That was why she was susceptible to something Liam tried to hide.