#akittenwithclaws

Barely a soul littered the streets, maybe except for the occasional drunkard who’d stumble along the pavement, humming a tuneless song to himself. Still, despite being tired from work, Richard didn’t mind walking home during these wee hours of night. It was like a soft inhale before the breath, a rare and quiet moment. A time where Richard could collect his thoughts and be by himself, or so he thought. A breath hitched somewhere in his throat as his brows pinched together. He locked his door. He knew he had locked it this morning before he left because that’s what he always did. At this point locking his door was a habit that would die with him; so, why the hell was the thing open slightly ajar. With his hand pressed up against his back pocket, Richard popped the safety off of his revolved before creaking the door open just a tad more. “I know yer’ in there,” he called out to whoever may be hiding about in the shadows. “I’m gonna give ye’ to the count of three to show yer’self. I don’t want any trouble so I suggest ye’ comply.”

          𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐆,   the scent of coffee not quite drowned out by the overwhelming buzz of the city.   The weather’s nice ――   for once,   this week.   But all that given luxury and he’s still FROWNING.     “ GCS Inc.’s had an impressive increase in stock value,   yes,   but I’d be cautious about investing now. ――   But come on,   Kit.   You didn’t ask me out for a coffee to get financial advice. ”     He wouldn’t mind it,   of course;   the conversations with her are LIGHTER than he’s used to and at the same time,   DEMANDING.   He pushes the biscuit that comes with his order over onto her napkin.   Doesn’t like the taste of almond particularly much.     “ Trouble with work? ”

@a-kitten-with-claws​ asked: "Why are you bleeding?" (for Duncan) // MEMES ( Always Accepting )

    Thank you!!! Astrid had beamed, it was possible that half the bar had heard her over the jukebox’s music, and not being able to hold herself she jumped at Larry’s arms to hug him gratefully. Thing was, she had asked for the weekend off to prepare herself for the exams she would attend to in the week after that one. With two jobs, any day off was treasured. The boss had frozen on the spot briefly, patting her back with a chuckle and dismissed her.      Skipping on her way back to attend to customers, she stopped taking out the little notebook from her pocket. ❛ How can I help... ❜

@a-kitten-with-claws​ continued from here:

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The man had made several unwanted appearances in their life. It was normal for Kit to be frightened because this was exceptionally odd behavior.

I don’t want to be left alone.

That is all he needed to hear. Brent was not a dull man, he understood nuances and can figure out what Kit needed with the smallest of gestures. That is a trait that made most couples stand the test of time, the ability to properly understand one another’s cues. She might be from a different continent altogether but their souls clicked and he can tell when he needed to be her protector.

Sure, the man had not done anything yet, but what were thy supposed to do, wait until he attacks or kidnaps? He would not allow it to get anything near such a situation.

“You won’t be. How about this, regardless of how much money he is giving you, cancel all his meetings. Say you are booked ahead of time. Meanwhile, I’m going to call my father.”

It was lucky that his father worked in the police force and he felt that he could help. Sean Vincent was an outstanding man and was rather understanding when he introduced Kit to him last year at Thanksgiving and then spent the holidays with them. He was even there for their wedding.

“There is gingerbread in my latte Kit, it’s Christmas.” 

Perfectly manicured hands wrap around the bright red Starbucks cup and admittedly, although only halfway through November, Harrods had fully embraced the most wonderful time of the year. Cee hasn’t yet been allowed to put up her tree but she’s more than halfway done with her Christmas shopping this year. Although, half of that half is for herself. She’s quite good at being gifts for others, but she’s better as buying ‘just little things’ for herself. The eye cream she jus picked up might fit in her pocket, but it still cost an average family three months rent.