In Which her Sister Retaliates
I settled into the sofa and dug into my takeaway. Tonight’s meal consisted of pasta, pasta, and more pasta. What else do you eat on the world’s dumbest holiday?
I was deep into my favorite movie, The Holiday when I heard pounding on my door. Rolling my eyes I got up and shuffled to the front door of my flat. “Sara, go away. I’m not opening the door.”
A deep voice came from the other side of the door, startling me. “Uh, this isn’t Sara.”
“Well, who the fuck are you?” I grabbed my phone and opened the security app. My jaw dropped when I saw the man who was stood on my front porch. He was gorgeous! Dark brown skin the color of molten chocolate, with thick, curly hair that was just the right length to tug on during a tumble in the sheets.
His voice shook me from my lascivious thoughts. “My name is Harry. Sara told me you would be expecting me?”
“That little bitch!” I hissed angrily.
My phone dinged with a notification from Sara.
"Checkmate big sis ;p"
I rapidly fired back a response. "I will murder you, you little brat!"
“Hello? Destiny? It’s a bit chilly out here.”
“Just a second!” I glanced down at my outfit with a sigh. I was wearing a fluffy pink bathrobe with my new glittering black Valentino stilettos and had my hair in a messy bun with a pore strip on my nose.
“Oh well,” I thought, pulling the door open and pulling a fake smile. Who cares if the bloke thought I was a nutter? This evening is going nowhere anyway.
“Hi,” I said. “Do come in.”
He looked me up and down and burst out laughing as he stepped inside. “Sara said you were a character but this is beyond anything I could have imagined.”
I frowned and closed the door behind him. “You’ll have to excuse my attire; I wasn’t expecting company.”
Stomping back into the living room, I flopped back onto the sofa not paying any mind to the stranger who was standing at the entry to the room.
“What’s with all of the boxes?” Harry asked.
Looking around the room at the stacks of shoe boxes lining the walls, I smiled. That store clerk had really done her due diligence in getting me what I wanted. I could only imagine what my mother’s reaction would be when she got the bill.
“I went shopping,” I replied simply. “Care to tell me why you’re here?”
Harry’s face contorted into a look of confusion. “Sara said that...” he trailed off and his expression changed reflecting his obvious irritation. “She didn’t tell you I was coming did she?”
I shook my head. “How do you even know my sister?”
“My cousin is in Hearts Four with her. We met at their album release party last year and became friends.”
“Which album? London State of Mind or Broken Hearts?”
“London State of Mind.”
“Ah,” I said, taking another bite of my dinner. “That explains why I’ve never seen you before. It was during New York Fashion week at the time and I was unable to attend.”
“Stop eating!” Harry said, darting over and removing the bowl of food from my hands.
“Hey! What are you doing?”
“We’re going to dinner and you’re going to ruin your appetite.”
“I’m not going anywhere with you!”
“Look. I don’t know why Sara thought this would be a good idea but she obviously had her reasons. Don’t you think we should find out what they are?”
Harry shrugged. “Suit yourself. Enjoy your evening.”
I watched his retreating form in shock. I had expected him to put up more of a fight. I hadn’t been on the dating scene for a while but I knew I was a catch.
“Wait!” I called after him, hating how desperate I sounded.
He turned to me with a smirk on his face. Cheeky bastard.
“Let me get dressed,” I mumbled as I headed for the stairs.
He took my place on the couch with a grin. “Wear something black. It’ll go well with your shoes.”