Silver Creek glass jar

the name that was spoken was entirely unfamiliar to harrison. this was a relief in itself, if only because he had been holding his breath in anticipation. surely, grayson had to have met oryx. how could he not have found the dark woman to be as charming as harrison did? it mattered very little how, of course. it was that he didn't that caused the snake's smile to spread wildly along his features. a laugh erupted from his muzzle at the words that had followed the name of the girl. this meant that he did not have to worry about whether or not his brother wished to steal the girl he had his eyes on. he did not have to plot his revenge.

“she will be lucky to have you,” he offered with a quick nod and a knowing expression. surely, grayson would not allow the woman he pined for to belong to another man.

when the query was turned around to him, harrison offered a sidelong glance toward the darker sibling. he had always been smart to dot his i's and cross his t's in any event that he should have been scrutinized for his actions. harrison was carefree and lackadaisical as long as it suited his needs and wants. he had realized that his brother was offering him a chance to speak about the woman that he desired, and he needed to be careful.

“i should like to take the woman oryx,” he admitted in a steady tone.