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

I point out. Harry rolls his

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,

way, 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, sweet moment gone. Harry swings our arms between us

as we walk.

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

you. Let me know if I’m annoying you too much.” He responds cheerfully, still swinging our arms. Holding his hand, 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 chooses

technically seats four. I could sit next to him… But not wanting to make a fool of myself and needing a little distance from him and his seductive magic, I choose to sit neross from him instead. Harry doesn’t notice my internal dilemma and smiles brightly at me as I take my sent.

but I doubt Harry usually waits until after ten in the 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

is gorgeous, with her hair cut into a pixie cut that I could never pull off, ice blue eyes and high cheekbones, she looks

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

raises an eyebrow.

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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

her, probably a 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.

it’s worth it.

you don’t mind, we would like to finish our