Owen had been reticent for Harry to head to Fargo. It's not that Harry isn't capable but he'd likely stand out in such a place. His undeniable British accent and incorrigible behavior and the fact that he also has a memorable face doesn't make for the most covert option and this mission could go sideways easily. But, given the intel that they'd had neither, Shelby or Alex would be able to get close and Ryan has too much of a stick up his ass to play the game needed.
No, Harry had been the only one on the team that could get close enough to the two that kept popping up on the radar.
"Bloody hell, could the weather here be any more awful?" Harry mutters to himself as he finishes the short walk to the small house that he'd been renting after the walk from the general store to get food. It's another date night or is it a date night if you're just staying in? Whatever. Harry ignores the feeling of anticipation, it's a dangerous inkling and he knows it. If Owen knew about it he'd be pulled out immediately. Not getting emotionally involved was rule number one but Harry isn't good at rules or keeping his emotions out of things either.
So, he ends up back in the house and making a casserole of sorts, having it about ready to go into the oven when the door opens. He grins and moves to put the dish in the oven, setting the timer before going to greet him with an arm around his waist and a kiss.
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No, Harry had been the only one on the team that could get close enough to the two that kept popping up on the radar.
"Bloody hell, could the weather here be any more awful?" Harry mutters to himself as he finishes the short walk to the small house that he'd been renting after the walk from the general store to get food. It's another date night or is it a date night if you're just staying in? Whatever. Harry ignores the feeling of anticipation, it's a dangerous inkling and he knows it. If Owen knew about it he'd be pulled out immediately. Not getting emotionally involved was rule number one but Harry isn't good at rules or keeping his emotions out of things either.
So, he ends up back in the house and making a casserole of sorts, having it about ready to go into the oven when the door opens. He grins and moves to put the dish in the oven, setting the timer before going to greet him with an arm around his waist and a kiss.