The Harper Family: Love Connection (Wattpad Version)

Friendship

Rachel

Once we arrived at my house, Kyler walked me to the front door. I opened it, and he followed me.

My mom came out of the kitchen, and confusion swept her face. "I thought you had plans this evening."

"I did until Heath showed up at my workplace," I mentioned.

My moms pinched her brows in confusion. "I thought you and Heath broke up?"

"We did."

"Then why would he come to your work to see you?"

"I don't know." I furrowed my brows and shook my head. "Heath contacted me the other day apologizing for what he did. I told him to leave me alone. He got what he wanted from me."

"Oh, Hunny." My mom closed the distance between us, wrapped her arms around me, and rubbed my back.

I wrapped my arms around my mom, buried my head in the crook of her neck, and held on tight. I needed my mom's security to let me know everything would be okay.

After a few minutes, my mom pulled back and rubbed my upper arms. I flinched when she rubbed her hand over the area that Keith grabbed.

"Rachel? What's wrong?" My mom pulled her brows together in concern.

"Heath grabbed my arm and dug his fingertips into it."

"Let me see."

I removed my coat, moved my sleeve, and revealed fingerprints on my arm.

My mom's eyes narrowed to a slit. "That piece of shit left marks on my baby? I'll kill him."

I opened my mouth, but Kyler intervened.

"Mrs. Miller, I apologize for what happened to Rachel."

My mom glanced at Kyler. "Who are you?"

"Kyler Harper, ma'am. I'm Rachel's boss." Kyler extended his hand.

My mom glanced at Kyler, then at his hand before shaking it. "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Harper."

"Please call me Kyler. Mr. Harper is my pops." Kyler gave my mom a warm smile.

My mom's lips twisted upward. "Thank you for helping my daughter."

Kyler nodded. "My folks raised me to respect women. My pops would wring my neck if I didn't help Rachel."

My mom giggled. "Your father sounds like my kind of guy. Are you hungry?"

Kyler glanced at me as I smiled. "Sure."

"Good because I made lasagna. Rachel's father should be home soon." My mom turned around and retreated to the kitchen.

Kyler turned to me and quirked his brow.

I rolled my eyes. "My mom likes to feed people when they come over."

"There's nothing wrong with feeding people. Plus, I'm hungry since I haven't eaten yet." Kyler pointed at my arm. "Do you mind?"

I looked at my arm. "I'll be fine."

"Let me take a look."

After a minute, I conceded and nodded.

Kyler cradled my arm in his hands and examined the fingerprints. His fingertips brushed my bruised area lightly, sending shivers down my back. "No man has a right to lay their hands on a woman."

"I don't understand why Heath would get physical with me."

Kyler looked at me. "Did Heath ever get physical with you while you were dating?"