[NYC] Date Night

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Who: Harri & Marc
Where: Harri's apartment building, a restaurant
When: Friday Night
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[agentfraser]

Marc was running late but he wasn't going to make a huge deal of it because he was known to keep people waiting and be fashionably (and sometimes not so fashionably) late. It hadn't been his intention, though. He had been trying to take a business phone call whilst simultaneously getting ready and taking his insulin injection. It led to him missing the mark on his gut and ended up with an unsightly patch of blood on his light blue shirt. A jacket may have covered it, but if there was a need to remove it, it wasn't going to cut it. He changed into a black and white pinstripe shirt and a thin black tie. His jacket was long, ending at his knees and he opted for a black waist coat underneath in case the puncture wound decided it wanted to bleed out again. He could feel the bruise on his gut, much to his annoyance, but if this wasn't going to be sex, she wouldn't see it.

He knocked on her door, quickly glancing around to make sure he had the right apartment. It was an impressive complex, but he wouldn't have expected any less from her.

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Harri was up and on her feet again in seconds, scooping up her black coat and pulling it on quickly. She made sure her hair wasn't stuck down the back of it and opened the door with a smile. Her smile increased as she saw what he was wearing. "And to think we didn't even call each other to coordinate."

[agentfraser]

Marc tilted his head with an amused smile. "To think, I actually had blue picked out. It must be fate," he said and leaned in to kiss her cheek. Yes, her cheek. If they were doing this, they were doing it right. It was already common knowledge througout his company and no doubt hers that they had banged each other in the elevator the night of her Christmas party (with rumours the tape was already circulating), so if they were seen in public on a date, it had to stragetically look innocent and intriguing. It would get people talking, no doubt.

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Harri didn't mind if her party was remembered because of what she and Marc did in the elevator, it was certainly better than having it remembered for being such a dud. She accepted the kiss with a smile and took his arm as she closed to her apartment door behind her. "Definitely fate," she agreed. "Now will you tell me which restaurant you have picked out?"

[agentfraser]

"You're a pushy pain in the arse, aren't you?" Marc sniggered as they made their way out of her building. "You date me, you have to put up with my shit. I can only eat certain places. We're going to Daniel. You been there?" he asked.

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"You date me, you have to put up with my shit," she countered. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and smirked. "Besides, you adore my pushy arse. It got you a slap, angry sex, free porn and breakfast meeting sex. I don't think you have any room to complain." She crinkled her nose a little in thought. "Possibly once a few years ago, but I can't remember what for. I'm sure it's an excellent choice."

[agentfraser]

Marc quirked an eyebrow at her. "All my choices are excellent," he returned, wetting his lips around an unreadable smirk.

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She returned the quirked eyebrow. "Even attending my absolute failure of a Christmas party?"

[agentfraser]

"That wasn't my choice," Marc threw back smoothly. "Hallelujah to my Business Manager for forwarding my arse the invitation. You never did elude to why it was such a flop."

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"You don't think it was obvious? It was boring as fuck, no Christmas decorations and I was definitely on the verge of falling asleep before I saw you." They stepped out onto the street and Harri breathed in the night air. At least the elevator ride had been uneventful, even if her body had been on edge and she'd fought not to jump him.

[agentfraser]

Marc pulled some gloves from his pocket and slipped them on. Bottom line, he was still pumping Aussie blood through his system and absolutely hated New York winters. He felt the cold and it would be bad form to bitch to Harri, even if Izzy would have had an earful off him by now. "Maybe your party planner was Jewish," he offered with a laugh. "I must confess, I had no intentions of staying that night. I was there to put in an appearance and nothing more. It makes business dealings easier if people know who I am, although the amount of people willing to kiss my arse via email is interesting."

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Harri couldn't resist. She dropped her hand from his arm to pinch his arse through the coat. "Mm, I'd rather kiss the real thing. Cybersex has never held my interest for long." Harri didn't mind the New York winter. It wasn't that different from England, but she did slip her arm back through Marc's and cosied up to him. That had to at least be one benefit to dating--staying close to keep warm.

[agentfraser]

"Ouch," Marc said, sniggering. "I'd hate to see what you do when you're being really possessive. Did you want to walk or get a cab?" he asked.

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"I think you'd rather enjoy it," she smirked. Harri glanced around them and then back at Marc. "How far is it?" A cab might mean putting their no sex agreement in danger. Harri was aching to kiss him passionately, but refused to give in. They were doing this right.

[agentfraser]

"I'm very delicate, you know," Marc joked, laughing. He pulled his cell phone out. "Or I can call my driver. I just didn't know if you preferred a good ol' cab journey. It's going to be a few blocks at least. The Jimmy Choos might not be so conducive."

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Harri plucked his cell phone from between his fingers and gave a shake of her head before she dropped it back into his coat pocket and took a couple of steps towards the curb as she stuck her arm out. A passing cab immediately swerved to pull up along side her and she winked back at Marc as she opened the door for him. "Calling your driver would have meant waiting. I think you remember how I feel about waiting."