So I was bored and decided to start another story... I know it's a little short but yeah. Hope you like it!
Henry frowned as he held the door open for Jo as she carried her suitcase past him into the shop.
What is she doing here? What happened to her trip?
'Shouldn't you be on a plane by now, Detective?' He asked, smiling at her. Jo blushed and stammered for words.
'I, uh, I decided that I didn't want to, um, go.' Henry tipped his head on the side, studying Jo.
'You didn't want to go?'
'With Isaac.' She clarified, looking at her hands, before raising her head to look at Henry. 'I didn't want to go, with Isaac.' She held Henry's gaze, watching his emotions flit across his face. Confusion, worry, and… and she didn't see what emotion would come next because she was stepping closer to Henry, closing her eyes and moving her lips closer to his.
She sighed in satisfaction as she felt his lips on hers, his hands coming to rest on her hips, pulling her closer. Jo raised her own arms, one hand landing on his shoulder and the other running through his hair.
Henry was lost in the moment, enjoying Jo's lips on his. He had wanted this since he first met her. He felt her hands move up to rest on his shoulder and play with his hair. He let out as small moan, the action reminding him of… safety, for some reason, although he couldn't work out why. Then he remembered.
Jo's hand in my hair, that's what Abigail did. That's what she did, how she held me after she discovered my secret. My secret! Jo doesn't know yet. I can't… I can't do this to her, she doesn't know the real me…
He pulled away sharply, and Jo's eyes flew open.
What happened? She asked herself, why doesn't he want to kiss me? I thought he was enjoying it?
'Henry?' She questioned, her eyes filled with questions.
'I, uh, I…' He stammered, looking around the shop, not meeting her eyes. He turned to face the other way, eyes flickering over antiques, coming to rest on the stairs leading to the apartment.
He's looking for a way out. Jo's brain told her. 'Henry, what is it?' Finally he met her eyes, and he sighed deeply.
'Look, Jo. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kissed you. There's stuff you don't know…' He trailed off, and Jo's eyes narrowed.
'Are you seeing someone else? Is that it?' Henry's mouth dropped open and he saw the hurt in Jo's eyes.
'No! Jo, I'm not seeing anyone else, it's something else.' Henry reached out to take her hand, but Jo stepped back, pulling her hand away.
'Then what is it, Henry? Cos that's sure as hell what it looks like. You can tell me, you know. You're allowed to be seeing someone else…' She bit back a sob. 'You don't have to keep it secret from me.' Henry stiffened at that.
If only she knew what I was actually keeping secret. He thought. 'Jo, why don't we go have seat in the lounge, and I can explain.' She shook her head, still sobbing.
'No, you don't have to do that.'
'Jo-' Henry began, but he was interrupted by Abe entering the shop.
'Henry! You'll never guess what!' He noticed Jo. 'Oh, hey Jo, how are yo- what's wrong?!' Jo shook her head.
'It's nothing, I was just going. Night Abe.' She picked up her suitcase and Abe held the door open for her. When she was gone, he turned to Henry.
'What happened?'
'She kissed me, and I kissed her back for a while before… I just couldn't, Abraham. She doesn't know my secret yet, plus she just broke up from her boyfriend and she is still grieving from her husband's death.' Henry explained. Abe nodded.
'And if you have a relationship with her you want it to be when she knows about your condition but still accepts you.'
'Exactly.' Henry agreed. He began pacing. 'But now she thinks I'm seeing someone else and she doesn't want me to explain. What if I've lost her, Abraham? I have to explain to her somehow, but how can I if she doesn't want to hear it?'
'Give her some time, Pops. You guys will be fine.'
So yeah that's chapter one let me now if you guys liked it and if I should continue :).
