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.

so.” He agrees.

then why did you walk all the way here?

opposite direction!” I point out. Harry

I enjoy spending time with you. So unless you want to come back to my place, then this is the best I can do.” he tells me calmly. I frown and I know my brow is furrowed. I sort of assumed that Harry lived nearby, or that at least walking to my place

not that it

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

as we walk.

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my hand this whole walk?” I

one of his steps matches two of mine. He must be slowing his pace quite a bit to walk with me. It

of the little tables while I order us 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

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

wondering if I could get your number and… maybe take 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,

cheerfully. The woman frowns. She’s about to walk away but I can’t help

I invisible or something? How rude do you have to be to ask a guy out in front of his… his date?” I finish. For a second I wanted to say girlfriend or partner, but both words. implied too much of a committed connection that I am

raises an eyebrow.

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as you can get, not to mention neither of you have said a word to each other for a few minutes now. I assumed you were just sharing the table. If I was seeing a guy who looks like that I definitely wouldn’t be keeping my distance. Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you.” She sounds sincere and my anger drains 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 fight back. As it is, all I

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

be then it’s worth

your honesty. Now if you don’t mind, we would like to finish