Strings of Fate

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Strings of Fate

Cam 39- Reacting and recounting

As promised, Harry is on my doorstep at ten in the morning. I just wear my normal clothes. this time. Jeans and a soft blue t–shirt. I’m not planning to actually work

the bar today so it

doesn’t matter too much. But these are the clothes that I’m used to. Regardless, Harry greets

me cheerfully and complements me so enthusiastically I have to work not to turn a

magnificent shade of red.

“You look absolutely breathtaking this morning. Are you ready to go?” He asks, holding out at

hand to me. I take it and we head off. Harry didn’t bring his car today so I assume we aren’t

going far.

“Since you insist I have to leave time to actually WORK today, I thought we could just get something at the bakery near your bar and eat there. Is that alright?” Harry asks. I nod.

“Sounds great. Although if that’s the plan, you could have just met me there. Unless this is closer. Where do you live anyway?” I ask. Harry names a street and I stumble a little. The only reason I don’t faceplant is because of Harry’s grip on my hand.

“What? But… that’s right next to my bar! Are you saying that you live closer to my work than I do?” I ask in shock. Harry shrugs.

He agrees.

all the way here? Actually… Why even walk me home? You

the opposite direction!” I point

tells me calmly. I frown and I know my brow is furrowed.

out of his way, not that it is in the COMPLETE OPPOSITE

walking is good exercise. You don’t get an ass like mine sitting around all day.” He winks at me and I roll my eyes. Okay, sweet moment gone.

as we walk.

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planning to hold my hand this whole walk?” I question.

I begin to notice other things, like how one of his steps matches two of mine. He must be slowing his pace quite a bit to walk with me. It didn’t ever occur to me. I study him subtly out of the corner of my eye, I suspect that he notices, but if he does then he

food. Harry doesn’t object to me bossing him around and I go pay for our breakfast. When I return with food he’s at a table that technically seats four. I could sit next to him… But not wanting to make a fool of myself and needing a little

morning for his breakfast. The poor guy was probably starving. I’m only halfway through my meal when he’s finishing up. I’m so caught up in my breakfast which is insanely good and about a hundred times better than my usual toast or nothing, that I don’t notice the woman approaching

you for drinks tonight?” My eyes latch onto the dark haired beauty who has approached us, or more specifically, approached Harry. She is gorgeous, with her hair cut into a pixie cut that I could never pull off, ice blue eyes and high cheekbones, she looks like she belongs on the cover of a magazine or something, not in the bakery where I’m eating breakfast. I clear my throat subtly. The woman’s eyes

think so. Sorry.” Harry answers cheerfully. The woman frowns. She’s about to walk

I finish. For a second I wanted

raises an eyebrow.

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away. Well shit, she wasn’t meant to be REASONABLE. How am I meant to take my anger and jealousy out on her if she’s going to be reasonable. I kind of wanted her to

bit rude still, and I’m definitely rubbing my closeness to Harry in her face, but the satisfaction I get as I watch her walk away makes it worth it. Not wanting a repeat of the same scenario, I stay beside Harry while I eat. I might not be as clingy as Harry, but apparently I AM jealous. If snuggling up to

it’s worth it.

your honesty. Now if you don’t