Chapter 33

Irene took a step back in alarm as Harvey studied her from head to toe. She appeared a little disheveled, but it did not dull her beauty—her red gown only accentuated her womanly wiles further. His expression darkened, and the thought of her repeatedly hurting him fueled his impulse to seize her and give her her just deserts! Alighting, he said, "We keep running into each other, don't we?" Irene turned to run, but Harvey slid in front of her thanks to prior experience. "Where do you think you're going?" Irene turned pale in fear because she knew very well what he wanted. "Irene Spencer, is it? Do you play football? Have you any idea how much my nose bled after you hit me?!" Harvey snarled because Irene was the first to absolutely wreck him! He approached her as he spoke. Irene backed away barefooted as she was still holding her heels and staring at him warily. Nonetheless, Stan suddenly returned. Seeing what was happening, he quickly alighted to stand between Harvey and Irene.