Persuaded to Love

Part 8-Danger

Horussun telephoned Mitchell after he had headed back inside. A wide grin on his face.

"Hey bro, I'm not interrupting anything am I?" He asked.

"No Horus, how was your date?" Mitchell said immediately.

Horussun thought back to all the discussion and bedroom activity that happened. Only two words would best describe it.

"It was both honest and passionate."

Mitchell smiled over the phone.

"I'm happy for you Horus."

Yawning came from the dark hair man's lips while he stretched.

"Well, I better go to sleep. See you tomorrow Mitch and goodnight."

"Same to you Horus. Goodnight."

The two friends ended their phone conversation. Both happy that Horussun was having a newfound love to grow into something beautiful.

Suddenly, Mitchell heard a sound coming from outside. From his bedroom window facing the street he saw what was going on. One of the stray cats was hissing at somebody. Then one of the neighbor's dog began to bark at this same individual.

Mitchell went over to his telescope to get a better look. The individual wore a trenchcoat and had broad shoulders. Definitely a man. Whoever he was apparently had been attempting to trespass somewhere, but the animals prevented that from happening.

He quickly got out his camera and took a photo of the man in the trenchcoat.

Despite the faint streetlight and nighttime camera setting, he caught a good view of the face. Why do I have the feeling that I know this person, he wondered.

The next day the Sun was only on and off. Which the weather station described as cloudy with sunny breaks. That didn't stop Horussun from whatever he had planned for the day. I think I'll give my car a wash, he thought cheerfully. Horussun walked over to give his car a good wash from front to back.

Wearing a black men's tank top and matching jogging pants, perhaps Mitchell would go jogging with him afterwards. The younger friend was fit too but not like how he was. Horussun was very fit and always tried to make time for it. A man of his success had to stay level headed.

Right now, he had something to clean. He was about to wash the front of the car when he realized that he didn't have enough soap. Once he went back into his garage he heard what sounded like footsteps. Turning around he checked to see who it was but no one was there. Maybe a squirrel, he thought.

When Horussun walked back to his car, there was a strange note under one of the windshield wipers. Not bothering to read it, he tucked it into his jogging pants pocket. After twelve minutes the car was as clean as a whisper. After seeing Mitchell hadn't come out of his home. Horussun decided to jog alone.

While he jogged down the street towards the park, thoughts of Hathora came flowing like a waterfall. She had the personality of a seductress, but she was understanding and attentive. Nothing like the silly and pitiful lot that he faced in public. How he wished they had met before. Once he reached the park he sat down for about ten minutes.

He smiled as he remembered hoi Hathora ate her strawberries. She knew how to be tempting, even if she denied it. Maybe I'll go see her, he thought merrily. He got up and started to jog back home. As he was nearing his corner, someone caught his attention. A familiar face to be exact.