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Fate

Date: 9/11/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: SITTING, Rating: , Source: LushStories

shrugged. “The guy didn’t eat. He was asking how I found the money to run the place. I said donations. Anonymous donations.” They shared a conspiratorial smile and then Samuel’s eyes slid to Isabella. He looked back at Harry. “Who’s your friend?” “A hostage I picked up at the bank.” “Oh.” If Samuel was surprised, he hid it well. “Take good care of the money,” Harry said. “When have I not?” Sam leaned back. “Why don’t you two stick around? The menu’s good today. Lima bean soup. Whole-wheat bread. Raisin coffee. Baked bean sandwiches. Cake, too. Only a cent each.” Harry dug through his pockets and found them empty. “I’m out of money.” Samuel laughed uproariously. Isabella stared, speechless. Harry frowned at her. “What?” She shook her head. Back on the street, he caught her arm. “What’re you thinking?” She looked at him – really looked at him and he had a mad thought that she could see right through him, every place he’d ever been, everything he’d ever done. It made him feel almost vulnerable. Her brown eyes were dark and soft. “You’re so selfless. I’ve never met anyone quite like you.” Her words were like sugar and he imagined her mouth tasted just as sweet. “I haven’t ever met anyone like you either, angel.” He stepped forward, eliminating the distance between them and kissed her hard. A passer-by was staring but Harry couldn’t have cared less. He bumped Isabella up against the wall and kissed her until he thought he’d never catch his breath. They stared at each other, ... gasping and he was ready to apologize but a small, secret smile curved her mouth and in that second he knew he didn’t ever want to let her go. *** Harry’s apartment in Brooklyn was small and had little furniture. It was also cold. Isabella stood at the window, staring out at the stark, lonely view of rooftops and shivered. “Maybe I shouldn’t be here,” she said. Harry watched her. “You wanna go home?” She turned to face him. “Yes.” She looked at him defiantly, willfully, like she knew it wasn’t the answer he wanted. But Harry didn’t particularly mind. He knew she didn’t mean it. Home was often a place to run from, not go back to. “You got parents?” “No.” He withdrew a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, not breaking eye contact the whole time. “So you just fell out of heaven?” She smiled and instantly looked even more beautiful. “No, my mother ran away when I was eleven and my daddy died last year after testing one of Johnny’s homebrews.” “And Johnny is?” “My brother. The guy at the bank? Didn’t I tell you his name already?” “No. I’d have remembered.” He walked across the room towards her. She didn’t back down. She watched him unwaveringly until he stopped a couple of feet away. He blew cigarette smoke out of the side of his mouth. “You want a smoke?” “I don’t smoke.” “Ever?” “No. Never had the money to burn.” Harry smiled. He pulled the packet of Camel’s from his jacket and held it out to her. She extracted one carefully. Small, clean hands. An ugly scar running down the back of ...