CHAPTER 3
309 Words
Danny pov
Harlie mmm even her name holds such beauty it puts all others to shame. I follow behind her from a safe distance watching as she enters the small dinner.
I observe her from my well calculated hiding spot across the street, it's hidden just enough that I don't have to worry about her gaze falling upon me.
I watch as she goes from table to table gracing the patrons with that captivatingly perfect smile of her's. I watch as she takes orders and walks toward the kitchen only to return a few moments later with trays of food or beverages. She's been at the dinner for five hours, so she should be leaving for home with in the next five minutes or so but not before bidding farewell to those she works with.
She exits the dinner and makes a right turn instead of her usual left. "Where is she off to at this time of night " I ask myself making my way across the street with haste as to not lose her. A short ten minute walk later and she arrives to a simple but quaint two story house that I happen to know she dose not live in, so what is she doing here.
Harlie knocks on the door and few seconds later it opens to reveal a tall man with a fare build in only a pair of basketball shorts. The man smiles and says something to her that makes her laugh.. f**k she has a glorious laugh, she should only be laughing like that with me, with me.
In the blink of an eye she jumps into his arms and they start to kiss, he places his hands on her round luxurious ass, he backs away from the front door still holding on the her tightly and closes it with a slam.
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