I apologise for the long delay. I usually write my fanfics on the fly and couldn't think of anything to write about for the longest time. But here it is, and stick around for the next update...I have some great ideas about what's going to happen next
Sitting in a corner booth in a small restaurant down the street from Horatio’s apartment, Yelina stirred her tea slowly as she watched Horatio drum the tabletop with his fingers. He was quite embarrassed that Yelina had to see him in nothing but a bath towel.
“Horatio, are you alright?”
Horatio looked up and saw Yelina smiling at him. He smiled a nervous smile back.
“I, uh...yeah, I’m fine.”
Yelina desperately searched for something to talk about.
“It’s stopped snowing.”
“Yeah.”
“But it’s a very pretty sight, isn’t it?”
“Oh yes.”
“Horatio, what’s wrong?”
Horatio felt foolish for being embarrassed about the bath towel. He knew it was bad timing on both sides.
“I’m sorry...I was just a little embarrassed that you saw me in a towel, but since you didn’t see anything, why should I be?”
“True.”
Horatio sighed relief. “How is Raymond doing?”
“His condition hasn’t worsened, and he hasn’t thrown up, so it’s probably just the cold.”
Horatio nodded. “That’s good.”
The food arrived seconds later, ending their brief yet uncomfortable conversation.
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The rest of the day was like a blur for Horatio; Yelina wanted to see as much as she could today, for she heard on the morning news that there was a chance for a blizzard later that evening and perhaps into the next day as well, which would certainly have hampered her plans for the rest of her time in the city. Horatio couldn’t help but marvel at the way her long brown curls bounced when she walked and how her deep red lips sneaked a smile at him every now and then, which made his heart race every time. When she snuck her arm through his once again, he ducked his head and smiled.
“Yelina, you’re doing it again.”
“You don’t mind, do you?”
Horatio chuckled. “Well, I noticed you did it again.”
Yelina began to pull her arm out from his. Horatio quickly grasped her arm and pulled it back.
Yelina shot a surprised look. “Horatio, I thought you...”
“Hey, I don’t mind,” Horatio said, grinning.
“Horatio?” Diane called from behind them.
Horatio’s heart nearly stopped and a look of shock marked his face. He slowly turned around to face Diane, who stood there with a curious look on her face.
Horatio turned red in the face. “Diane, hi.”
Diane walked up to Horatio and Yelina. “And who might this be?”
Horatio sighed a deep sigh. “Oh boy. Uh, Diane, this is Yelina, Raymond’s fiancée. She wanted to see the city, and Raymond’s sick so I’m showing her around.”
Diane shook hands with Yelina. “Hi, I’m Diane Harmon.”
“Hi Diane, nice to meet you.”
“So, Diane, how are things?” Horatio asked.
“Today has been great,” Diane replied, smiling coyly.
“Good, good...I’m glad.”
“Well, what are you two doing tonight?”
“We’re going to Rockefeller tonight to go ice skating, but after that we’re free.”
“We should go out and celebrate, then.”
“What are we celebrating?” Yelina asked Diane.
“I don’t know, life? You getting married? My new job?”
“Horatio told me about your new job. That is a good cause to celebrate. I’m game if you are, Horatio.”
Horatio shrugged. “Sure, why not?”
“Great! How about if I drop by your apartment at 10?”
“Sounds good,” Horatio said, giving Diane a friendly hug. “I’ll see you then.”
Diane flashed a smile in Yelina’s direction before walking in the opposite direction.
“She seems nice,” Yelina said.
“Yeah,” Horatio replied, offering his arm for Yelina’s to slip through once again.