Patience

37.Mum And Dad

"Tess, love let me just stop the car and get it." Hardin says annoyed almost.

"No no I will find it." I say remaining like a dog on the reclined passenger seat of his car while trying to search my the brown paper bag with various brands of chocolate .
It's incredibly annoying to find that small bag of heaven among this mess.

What mess?

The mess of shopping bags.

I came to Seattle with a small bagpack and now I am returning with half of the seattle in the backseats of Hardin's car. Yep. Half of seattle...

Ok not half of seattle, but half of the mall we visited.

How??

Well.

Apparently my outburst inside the trial room didn't go well with Hardin. Me referring myself as his hoe definately lit a bomb. And well I cannot deny I am guilty. I am truly ashamed of my own outburst. I took it too far even after he never made me feel low. He got me the bras happily when I tried to fix the situation. Even lunch was fine bickering about random stuff. But after that his face had a powercut.

When??

Just after we finished lunch we entered a small jwellary store with simple jwellery along with a precious collection section. I was busy fiddling with an anklet that seemed too cute. I turned towards Hardin to get his opinionated expression. But wierdly he wasn't concentrating on the piece I was holding. His eyes were rather fixed on a pair of earring . A simple bluish stone ones from the precious collection.

" You like these?" I ask giving it a peek.

" Um. Yeah. They are ok." He smiles a little.

"You have good taste Mr. Scott. I like these too. They are pretty." I smile at him....

" So.... Umm... Can........." he stutters. "Never mind"

"Hardin. What's wrong?" I ask confused at his flat and grumpy face.

"Nothing you finish up. I need to make a call." He says and leaves the store letting me stand there alone.

I don't get his wierd chance of mood.

I follow him after excusing myself from the sales girl who was eyeing us expectantly.

Once I exist the store. My eyes travel in search of his face. I find him sitting slumped on a waiting chair just accross the store. I go to him and take a seat beside.

" Hardin..." I call.

No answer.

"Hardin. Look at me."

He does.

" Tell me what happened. Is there any problem? " I insist.

" You believed what Zed said right?" He says fiddling with his phone.

" What?!!"

"You believed Zed that I gave you. that car,because I wanted to just have you" He said like it's a matter of fact.

"What Hardin noooo!!!! "

" Yes, you did. And I confirmed your thoughts by taking you right after. Innit? " He chuckle dryly.

"No no no Hardin. Why would would you think that. What's wrong? Why are you even dragging all this after we cleared everything out.. "

"Wrong? Nothings wrong, except that I now wish I didn't have that reputation of being a man whore.
Except that, may be I am so bad that you cannot trust me much still. Every time I try to give you something I make you feel low... I so tarnished that I can't even gift you without making you think the worst. However much I try to do otherwise I make you feel like you are a wh-...... like...like some random women. "