 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Connor, looking at customers entering the shop over the rim of his cup, was ridiculously disappointed to find that Christopher had arrived early. He had secretly been hoping that a late arrival would have added an unfavourable point in the other man’s favour. Alas! Connor lowered his cup to the table, hardly daring to believe how much in a different light he now saw Christopher. The younger man was no longer just a very close friend of Koen’s but also the man who wanted to date his older daughter. Con appreciated the honesty on both his and Reagan’s end but…
“Christopher,’’ Connor replied somewhat stiffly, purposely not using ‘Chris’ as he usually did. He was starting to wonder if he ought to have told Addison about this little excursion; she always had the ability to keep his calmness in check. He’d just have to make do with ensuring he channelled her presence as best as he could. Not here to beat around the bush, continued. “Reagan told us about the… development… between you two. You do understand that she’s about a dozen years younger than you are?” Heavy emphasis on the word 'younger'. |