Chapter 257: Old vs Young
When Derek had seen the fair online, he had decided to come, not for his own sake, but for Emily’s enjoyment. He had known that she would love it, and he was glad to be proven correct.
Emily was basically glowing.
Her excitement never waning. If anything, the more stalls they visited, the happier she seemed to get. Throwing pleased looks at Derek from time to time and planting more kisses than he could count on his cheeks and on his lips. T Kisses that Derek found himself wholeheartedly enjoying. It was a very nice feeling being able to be out and about receiving kisses from Emily without constantly keeping an eye out.
At the fair, they were not
Derek Haven and Emily Molson, who happened to hold positions at Haven Group. They were just an ordinary couple, out and about, enjoying some quality time together. They kissed, they held hands, they laughed, and they bought things together. The last one was something that Derek had not seen coming.
He had expected to mostly be paying for whatever things that Emily wanted. He had not thought that he would see anything that would catch his eye. But the wire models definitely had. In the world that they lived in. It was easy to get things in miniature that worked. There were lots, and lots of things like miniature cars that had all of the components that the life-size models had.
The only difference being the size. Those were common, but to have a mini model made not only by hand, but of wire as well. One that had the ability to move, tiny wheels rotating. Now that, was interesting to Derek.
It had not taken too much nudging from Emily for him to cave and buy himself a wire airplane.
If it would not have made him look too geeky and if they’d had more space at the back of the car. Derek would have bought more models. But due to space constraints and because he did not wish to admit to himself just how much he liked the models.
Derek had restricted himself to just one. After buying the model, he had expected the two of them to continue with their browsing, buying a few more things and adding them to their basket. But instead of being among the stalls.
Browsing and buying, chatting amicably with the people manning the little stations...Derek was at war. An actual fight for survival in the middle of a craft fair where the majority of the attendants were over the age of sixty.