Shattering Shadows [MxMxM]

Chapter 14

"Georgy Porgy, puddin' pie..."

I try my best to block out the fake high voice singing a few tables over as I continue to finalize the documents that must be sent to the company that I'm assisting with an issue.

"Kissed the girls... boys? And make them cry."

But it's proving to be quite difficult when it continues like a broken record.

"Georgy Porgy, puddin' pie..."

Again. And again. And Again.

"Kissed the girls AND boys and make them cry. Shame on you Georgy Porgy."

I take the risk of looking back at the culprit and victim of the brutal singing and my eyes meet vivid green ones. Bright blond hair, almost white, tied up into a bun at the top of his head, standing tall as he sways side to side, bumping his hip off of the man next to him as he continues to sing. Said man looks familiar but I can't place where or why I recognize him. He stands even taller than the annoying pest next to him, with golden brown hair reaching down towards his shoulders, that looks almost blond as the sun shines in through the café window.

Unfortunately, his face is hidden from view as he looks away from the other male, trying and succeeding to ignore his repetitive words.

"Georgy Porgy, puddin' pie..."

My sight drifts back to the pest again, and my own dark green eyes lock onto his vivid green ones that stare right back at me with a small smirk playing on his lips. Although I don't find myself attracted to him, I can't deny the beauty that he holds. His feminine features mixing with the masculinity that he carries. Light makeup highlighting and beautifying them even more.

His only downfall is that annoying voice of his.

I make sure not to let my shock show at his beauty and as casually as I can, I remove my eyes from his and continue my work.

Fortunately, the rhyming comes to an end as they reach the counter and place their orders, but unfortunately, they take a seat not too far from my own.

Finishing up my work, finally, I put my bits away and decide on calling Revon. Only a few days have passed since our weekend together and our relationship feels stronger but lighter. Yet, whenever we're apart, my mind starts questioning it, if I should trust him so easily and allow him entry into my life. I hate that my mind runs that way, so I have found the only way to ignore it is to try to keep in contact with him as much as possible. My only hope is that he hasn't noticed my desperate nature.

"Hello again, Babe. You lasted all of 2 hours, new record it seems."

Or, maybe he has.

"It that all? I thought it was longer... I'm sorry, I'll call back later..."

"Nonsense, I don't mind. Are you still at the café? I just got home so... If you want to, you can-"

"Send me your location and I'll be there as soon as possible."

Ok, maybe I'm a bit obvious with my how desperate I am right now.

His light chuckle meets my ears just before I cut the call and I make sure all of my belongings are packed up. Just as I rise from my seat to take my leave, I catch sight of two sets of eyes following my movements. I try to remove myself casually from my seat but as my eyes lock onto bright blue ones, the leg of the chair moves from its stationed position and almost trips me.

Smooth, Jameson, smooth.

They aren't eyes I've seen before but the man who owns them seems so familiar. He is biting his lip trying to suppress his smile and laugh at my obvious clumsiness, but the white-haired man next to him doesn't try to hold it back at all. His laugh runs through the entire café gaining the attention of most of the customers.