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Harley POV

I've been waiting on this damn girl for about 20 minutes now

I should've asked for her number, for communication reasons only

I haven't ordered yet not wanting to be rude but I'm getting sick of waiting. I'm fucking hungry.

Just before I was about to get up and leave the café bell rung signaling someone entered the business

Not even bothering to look that way I continued to annoyingly fidget with my fingers

"Sorry I'm late, I come across some things last night" Iris exclaimed

"From the looks of your neck I'm sure you had and wonderful and eventful night" I dryly responded

"Shut up."

"Why haven't you ordered already? You didn't have to wait on me" The girl asked

"I have manners but trust if you weren't here by now I would've left" Iris bit her lip nodding and picked up the menu looking confused immediately after

"Sorry, this cafe doesn't believe in translated menus for foreigners. What would you like?"

"A cappuccino and toast is fine" She started doing the random lip bitting and eye contact again

The server came up and asked for our orders

"Bonjour, elle prendra un cappuccino et des toasts et pour moi je prendrai un jus de pomme et des toasts français. Merci" The server nodded and collected our menus before walking away

Iris thought I was oblivious to her staring while I ordered

"Enlighten me on your night since getting fucked is far more important than our plans today. I hate tardiness" I playfully glared at her

Iris rolled her eyes "Well after you dropped me off I took a nap then walked to the nearest night club, that's about all" She shrugged her shoulders brushing me off about what i was really asking about

I guess we'll pretend the hickeys aren't there.

"Anything specific you'd like to do today?" I began slouching in my seat

"I was planning on seeing the Mona Lisa" Iris made slight eye contact with me

"At the Louvre Museum. Fine with me aslong as you didn't say shopping"

"Oh we're doing that too. One of these days atleast" The girl exclaimed grabbing her utensils as the waiter approached us with our food

We ate our light breakfast and had a slight disagreement on who should pay in which I won in the end

I took her to the get her money converted to euros

An hour later we were in the museum walking around as I told her all the history I knew of the architectures and paintings

And finally we walked up to the Mona Lisa oil painting

In person it's small as shit

After senseless rambling about the things I learned in school about her I turned towards Iris

"Life back then seems so interesting and nostalgic but very strict" Iris's silvery voice replied still taking in the information

"So about meeting this cat of yours?" She grinned dragging me out of the museum

We drove to my apartment and as soon as I unlocked the door I heard running paws against the floor

Esme began getting the zoomies and running all over the place trying to play with Iris after she smelt her

Iris bent down to scoop up the cat as I closed and locked the door slightly grinning at them getting along

"She's so fucking adorable, makes me wonder why I never adopted a pet" she geeked baby talking Esme and giving her belly rubs

I walked into my bathroom inside my room and began washing my hands and changing

I walked around my island pulling out pots and pans and ingredients to make French onion soup

"If this is your way of letting me into your bed it's not working" she moved all her hair on one side before sitting on my couch playing with Esme

I shook my head smiling to myself and began cutting up the chives and onions

Within 30 minutes I was finished and made a quite fancy presentation for me and Iris

I called her over

As she approached and sat down at my island stools she seemed speechless

"No one besides my family has ever cooked for me" she was practically drooling

"Oh just wait till' you try it chérie" I checked Esme's bowl making sure she had her dinner

"Okay maybe I lied, this is definitely luring me into your bed" she moaned as the spoon entered her mouth

I playfully rolled my eyes sitting down

This girl is something else

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