"Excuse me ..." I uttered offensively as I look up at him and froze. My words are lost and eyes blinking with disbelief. His long loose curls stopped at about shoulder length, hands wiping the hot coffee off his half unbuttoned shirt. Showing me multiple of tattoo ink on his chest. No, this can't be. "You heard me .. I said loo-" His furious eyes made their way up to mine as my eyes widen and I gasp. No ... This is a dream ... why him? His face softens and emerald eyes squint from his wide smile. He runs his fingers through his long shoulder length hair. Out of everywhere in the United States,, we meet here. Why me? Why now? "Jess ? ..." He asked astonished while taking a step closer. His light green colored eyes and skinny shape is ... breath taking. "Harry?? ..." I question with disbelief. The ends of his lips curled up and flashed me a smile. Harry Scott ... My ex.