Unclaimed By Fate
Soon enough, we finished our food.
We stood on the other side of the street, wiping our hands with wet wipes I retrieved from my backpack. I looked up and saw it.
Cotton candy.
My mouth salivated, and he noticed immediately.
“You want some?” I tried for dignity but failed dismally. Then nodded.
He chuckled smoothly and took my hand. Warm fingers, large, strong hand, à steady grip, and electricity. Everywhere. Azrael crossed the street with me trailing behind him. We got our cotton Candy and a few minutes later, we walked down the street with absurd clouds of pink.
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