"Her…boyfriend?" Tony asked, eyes wide and blinking. The young man, not taller then Tony and slightly younger, with flashing tan eyes and a square jaw, nodded fiercely.

"Tony, I was going to tell you," Harmony stepped out between him and the man. "This is Carter, my boyfriend."

"I didn't know you had a boyfriend," Tony whispered, clearly angry.

"I was going to tell you," Harmony murmured, eyes pleading. Turning away, Tony walked until he reached the hood of the car and slammed his fist on it.

"Was it all an act, Harmony? Further your career, maybe?" Tony yelled back at her, white teeth flashing from between reddened, swollen lips.

"No!" Harmony screamed back, voice hoarse and pained.

"Then why did you tell me?" Tony flicked his finger from Carter to himself.

"I said I was going to!" Harmony sobbed.

"I'm done," Tony began to walk away until her small hand caught the soaking edge of his dress shirt.

"Please," her voice was barely audible in the pouring rain, strands of her wavy hair covering her left eye, the other dark bright. Almost all the brown was gone from her hazel eyes, almost making it a dark electric green. Tony had found out the colors changed by her mood. Green was emotional, blue was happy or depressed – more greenish when sad, more aqua when happy, and brown was angry. Her eyes were more green then he had ever seen them before.

Tony paused. Of course, he was furious beyond belief, but could he leave this woman he had come to love in the pouring rain?

Yes, he could.

Large fingers gentle but firm, he pried her grip from his sleeve and walked away.

"Tony!" Harmony called after him. Her voice rang in his ears, echoing shrilly, but he pressed his hands over his buzzing ears. He was done. He had loved her, and chased after her, and she had never loved him. Probably had never cared. Climbing into his car, his eyes downcast, he turned on the engine and made the mistake of looking up.

Her silky blouse, soaking wet, clung to her slender figure, hands heavy on the hood of his car, hair hanging over her shoulders, nearly completely covering her bright eyes. Lips tight and dark red, shoulders tense. Tears speckling his car. Tony, setting his jaw in an effort to resist her guile, back out, yanking the car out from under her hands, making her fall heavily to the muddy ground. Did he even care?

His body was numb, his emotions raw, but he knew he cared.

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