CLANDESTINE | HS |

EIGHTEEN

Harry

I've got a date.

Looking into the mirror, I run my hands through my hair before taking a step back, assessing the situation.

Camel colored slacks and a white undershirt tucked in, the short sleeve white shirt over the top keeps it casual enough. I know good and well that I'll slip my feet into a pair of well worn shoes before heading out of the front door.

Logan and I decided on a place just far enough from the center of the city that there wasn't any way we would run into anyone.

It's been a couple weeks since we decided we wanted to keep things between just us and I hate it.

Not that I don't enjoy being with her, I do.

Not being able to talk about her to my friends or to my family just makes it hard.

I want to show her off.

I want people to know that she chose me— that the most beautiful woman I've ever met chose me.

She was still mine to kiss and mine to feel beneath the tips of my fingers, so really I couldn't complain.

Weaving her way between my ankles, Toto lets out a meow just a second before I hear the sound of my doorbell ring out.

"Everyday is another day I'm positive you are a dog stuck in a cat's body." I laugh to myself, leaning down to scratch under her chin and earning a pur. "Is that your favorite person?"

Ever since that night Logan stayed here, Toto has been beyond obsessed when she's here. Always curling up in her lap and following her throughout the house.

"Let's go get her." I say, turning out the light and making my way to the front door.

When I see her, it's the same as it always is.

There's always an onslaught of butterflies in my stomach, my breath always hitches, and Logan always looks even more beautiful than the last time.

Straight leg black jeans elongate her legs, the rips in the knees just a tease of her skin underneath.  An old and worn shirt from an Irish pub in Boston hangs loose on her torso and like me, a pair of well worn shoes adorn her feet.

"Hi." Her smile is infectious as she steps closer to me, hands finding my hips only a moment before I feel her lips against mine. "Where's my girl?"

Stepping around me, I can't help but laugh when Toto barrels around the corner, losing her traction on the smooth floor and stumbling in her little steps towards Logan.

"There you are!" Sitting down on the floor just in time for her to crawl into her lap, she laughs as Toto meows all while leaving her belly on display begging for pets. "Have you been waiting for me?"

Watching the two of them is easily becoming one of my favorite things to do.

Toto barely even lets Lauren pet her.

Yet, here she is — begging for Logan.

I get it though.

Sometimes I beg for her too.

"Are you ready?" I ask as she finds her way back to her feet, brushing the cat hair from her pants. "We can head out now or wait a little bit if you want."

Shrugging her shoulders, Logan lets those dark eyes find mine. "We can go now. Are you ready? You look handsome."

"Oh I do?" Stalking towards her, I love the sound of her giggle as my hands find her hips and push her lightly into the wall of the entryway. "Better kiss me again so I believe it."