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It’s also why, although I have a butler at home who doubles as my driver, I walk to h the door of my townhouse The house itself is professionally decorated, and though dimension-wise it’s a fraction of just one floor of the beast I grew up in--on a high-end street, filled with young professionals who drive BMWs and hybrid Lexuses--it’s the perfect size for a bachelor

Wella bachelor and his trusty sidekick

I’h in my manhood to call, "Honey, I’m home"

Just to mess with him

Because, British or not, Harrison is more serious than any twenty-two-year-old should ever be He’s the son of o into the family business--and because ht ofalone--I wasAnd now that I’ve got him, I hope to corrupt the hell out of him

Harrison takes my briefcase "Welco like a parent who’s had the exact saer a hundred ti shoot me

His brown eyes pinch closed, then he forces out, "Brent I meant, welcome home, Brent"

With fair skin and a hearty dose of freckles, Harrison looks younger than his age--sorow roomed dark hair

Women appreciate that too--these bristles have all kinds of creative uses

"Hoas your day?"

I sreat I’m starved--what’s for dinner?"

"Chicken cordon bleu I’ve set the table up on the back patio--it seeht to dine outside"

Harrison’s chicken cordon bleu rocks

My small backyard is professionally landscaped A white privacy fence frames the property, which is only considerate because it’s rude to force your neighbors to watch you screw And the screwing happens a lot back here due to the large, fantastic hot tub that holds a place of honor on a raised, lighted platforreen bushes, a few Japanese