Around fifteen minutes later, Harold walked into the safe house, carrying the bag with his laptop and items he would need to work from there.
Reese told him a few more things about what happened and then to where he was going to just in case he was needed, after telling Sophie his boss was going to stay with her while he was away and then he left the apartment.
Hearing the men talking and the door closing when Reese left, Sophie stood up and walked over to Harold. Seeing him moving the bag off his shoulder she smiled softly at him. "You must be Harold." She said in a soft voice and startled him.
Finch turned to look at her and almost let the bag falls when he looked at her. She looked so different in person, she was even beautiful. He noticed she had a beautiful smile that caused her eyes to sparkle, the way her hair fell over her face, letting him see just one of her eyes with an eyebrow perfectly raised in the corner and then lowered it again while moving her hair behind her ear, she was stunning, angelical, he could barely believe she was real. Just her presence made him feel a warmth over his stomach like if he had known her since forever.
She noticed the way he paralyzed and reached over to help him put his bag on the table, keeping the soft smile on her face. "I sincerely apologize if I scared you or something, Harold." Oh the way his name sounds coming from her lips it was like music for his ears. "But since John left and didn't introduced us, I thought I could do it myself."
Finch had to try hard to hide the blush he felt creeping up on the back of his neck when he noticed he froze and didn't answered to her. He lightly cleared his throat (which was suddenly dry) and smiled softly at the woman before him. "No need to apologize, Miss Daniels and yes, I am Harold. I'll be making sure you're safe while John comes back and I'm sorry for that, I'm just not used to have someone like…" He stopped himself from saying 'someone like you' and quickly corrected himself. "Around... Oh! And thanks for the help with the bag."
"Nice to meet you, Harold." She said while extending her hand out to shake his. "That's perfectly fine and understandable. Please call me just Sophie if we're going to spend the day together." She smiled even more, causing Harold hold back a breath without even noticing it. "You're most welcome."
After a moment, Finch let out the breath he didn't know he was holding back and smiled softly. "It's my pleasure, Miss… Sophie." He shook her hand back gently and then reluctantly let go of it. "I know besides being a singer you also are a writer so I got the liberty to bring over some books you might would like to read while we're here." He said while taking some books out of his bag and handing them to her.
Sophie smirked softly as she noticed the effect she was having on him. He was older, yes, and with disabilities but he was a good looking man, looking interesting with his three-piece suit and the glasses that were hiding his beautiful blue eyes. She felt just as attracted by him, as he was by her. She took the books from him and smiled softly at him. "Oh thank God, someone with a good taste, I would love to read those if you join me, of course." She looked up at him to see his reaction.
He looked thoughtfully for a moment as he watched her, his attraction by her was growing every moment. Seeing they like the same kind of books and other things. How could you put your eyes on someone much younger than you, Harold? That's an impossible! Harold kicked himself mentally for thinking that way then shook his head lightly, as much as his neck allowed him too and smiled softly. "I would like that, M-Sophie but I have work to do, John might needs me or something."
Sophie turned to look up at him then nodded softly while her smile faded a bit. "I understand, I will be reading them in the living room, if you don't mind so you and John can work without problem, whatever you're working on and wish him good luck with the men that were going after me."
"I will and as soon as I get a moment, I promise to join you read one of those books." Finch said softly, loving the bright smile that returned to Sophie's face and she tried to hide at least a bit but failed. Harold wonders how it would be to let her go when she was safe, if only one look and a smile from her could make his heart skip a beat.
Sophie, again, moved her hair behind her ear and lightly bit the corner of her lower lip, sending a shiver through Harold's spine while she turned around and carried the books over to the couch. She then turned to face Harold again." Oh, would you mind if I play some music? I was in the study with the band when John came in and well, I kind of want to try a new song I wrote; I hope it doesn't bother you."
"Don't worry, you can go on and do it, it doesn't bother me but read your books too, it might be a long day." Finch replied while putting out the laptop and sitting at the table to go back to work.
"Thank you." She smiled softly then sat down on the couch and grabbed one of the books, she crossed a leg over the other while she started to read, noticing Finch looking over at her every now and then.
