Hardin's POV:
"Tessa?" I wrap my hand around her wrist. Fuck, it feels so good, even this small touch feels much better than anything I ever dream of her.
She didn't turn around for few seconds. Maybe she's didn't want to see me? But then she turns and her beautiful blue-grey eyes meet mine.
I smile at her and stand there, unable to speak for a few seconds. I need to fucking get it together. "Hi," I say.
"Hi." she says merely a whisper.
"Hardin wanted to come here." I hear Landon's voice, but
my eyes only stick to my love.
And my grasp on her wrist in still there she didn't remove her hand, that a good sign right? And I can feel that my hand are shaking or it is my mind that giving me this delusional thinking.
"We don't have to stay and eat here if you are busy,"
Landon adds.
"No, it's okay. Really," she says and pulls away her wrist from my grasp. Fucker doesn't know when to speak, I was having a good time staring at my girl and he have the nerves to fucking heckle.
Tess grab two menus from the board. "How long have you worked here?" I ask, following her like a puppy.
"Only three weeks," she says.
"Landon said you've been here since noon today?" I ask and she nods. She gestures to a small booth against the back wall, and I slide in on one side and Landon on the other.
"When will you get off?" I say and try to match my breathing to hers.
"We close at one, so I usually get home around two when I
work a closing shift."
"Two in the morning?" I pretend to be surprise by this. She set the menus in front and I reach for her wrist again, but she pulls back before I touch her.
"Yes, in the morning. She works like this every day almost," Landon informs me again and she shoots him a glare.
I didn't say much after that, just stares at the menu, points to the lamb ravioli, and orders a water.
"Is Sophia busy?" Landon asks when he order his food.
Tessa nods, "She's busy. Sorry." And few minutes laters she comes with mine and Landon's orders. She places the plates on the table and ask, "Do need anything else?"
Yes, you. I want to say. But I just shake my head and smile. And she smile back and go.
After a two minutes I ask a waiter, "Can I get some water?" Expecting that Tess would be the one to serve but some other waiter gives me. Fucking great.
I ask three fucking times for water, hoping that she'd be here and have a chance to see her but every time another fucking waiter is serving.
"Do you want my water? You seems like you haven't drink water for more than a week." Landon teases.
"Shut up." I glare at him and he laugh. "I'm done, now. We should ask for our bill." He gestures to Tessa and she came. Fucking finally.
"Nora wrote off your both check." She tells us and I leave an 100$ tip for Tessa's outstanding serving ability. I stand for my seat, we're still starting at each other, should I hug her?
Before I do anything she moves behind Landon, indicating not to touch her, so I head out of the restaurant. When we reach the door to leave, someone pull my
sleeve. I thought for a second that she change her mind and stop me for a hug it something.
But I turn around it's Landon. "I'll meet you back at my place," he says and give me his keys to his apartment. I didn't ask anything cause I know he have something to say to Narnia, so I just nods and walk away.
......
After sleeping on the couch and wandering in this doll house apartment I go into the bathroom for my third times piss. This is what I get for drinking all that water at the restaurant in the hopes that Tessa would have to stop by more often. It didn't work, and another server ended up filling up my glass several times. It did, however, make me have to piss all night long.
"Fuck." I step on something, when I get out from that bathtub-size bathroom and way my back to the couch. I want to go and look around Tessa's closetlike room, but I don't to invade her privacy. Though she was the one who did it in the past which made me so mad, now I kinda miss her always go into my room and take my book from my shelf.
Fuck. That was a year ago. And this is the month we first met.
Did she remember that?
When would be she here?
And she is going to walk alone home at two in the fucking morning. Grabbing my phone from the couch, I check the time. It's only one now. I can take a cab and get there in less than five minutes.
Fifteen minutes later, thanks to the near impossibility of
catching a cab on a Friday night, I guess, I'm standing outside
Tessa's workplace, waiting for her. I should text her, but I don't want to give her the chance to tell me no-especially since I'm already here.
People pass on the streets,mostly men, which only increases my anxiety about her leaving work alone at such a late hour. While analyzing her safety, I hear laughter. Her laughter.
The doors to the restaurant open and she walks out, laughing and covering her mouth with her hand. A man is next to her, holding the door for her. Robert.
This motherfucking bastard stick to her like a leech.
Tessa leans into him, still laughing, and as I take a step
forward out of the dark, her eyes meet mine immediately.
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Fanfiction"Put your heels on the headboard." Hardin instructs, grabbing by my calves and pulling up my legs and spreading them wide in front of his naked crotch, then he puts my heel behind him on the edge of my tall headboard. The height of my headboard keep...
