Cynthia had finished her shift and was going to leave home when Harry blocked her way.
"Leaving already," he asked standing in front of her with a smile lingering on his face.
Harry had been lately acting weird around her and that was making Cynthia uncomfortable. She knew she shouldn't be feeling it but him getting close to her wasn't something she liked.
She kept quiet because he had helped her mother when she was on the edge of death and that was the reason she didn't voice her thought to him or anyone.
Halting her steps with a jerk she looked at watched him stare at her. His intense gaze was making her uneasy.
Nodding her head and was about to walk past him but before she could take a step she was held by her wrist and stopped.
"Do you want to have coffee with me" Harry watched her ignore him which irk his ego and he couldn't hold it longer.
