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Part 109 of Blurb weekends
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2025-12-11
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Catch My Fall

Summary:

Duff has his own way of flirting with people and that is not gritting the sidewalk in front of his house.

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You were in a hurry to get to work as your car engine wouldn't start, so you had to walk. The distance was short enough to pass as walkable—in theory. On your lucky day, it had been snowing last night and the roads were icy.

At least the sidewalk should have been mostly free as the residents had to shovel snow and scatter salt in the morning. That was the case except for one spot. In fast, large steps you kept walking until you slipped and mentally prepared to fall on your ass. Just then, someone quickly caught you by wrapping their arms around your middle and pulled you up.

Still in shock, you turned around to see a tall man with long blonde hair standing in front of you with a worried look and his hands stretched out to steady you if you slipped again. “You alright?”

You nodded, readjusting the strap of your bag. “You came at the right time.”

Then the man grinned and put his hands on his hips. “Sure, I live here.”

“Then why didn't you grit the fucking sidewalk?” you asked in an angry tone.

“So I can catch attractive people in my arms. It worked, didn't it?” He leaned against his fence and looked you up and down.

“A little too well.” You rolled your eyes, hating that he was handsome and you were more grateful for him saving you from breaking a leg than you were mad at him for leaving the sidewalk slippery. “You owe me.”

“I'm broke, do you also accept a coffee date?” he offered with a smirk.

Based on the facade of his house, you knew he could not be broke, so this was just another stupid excuse to flirt with you. A stupid excuse you didn't mind all too much. “Idiot. Yes. 1:30 p.m. at the café on 36th Avenue?”

He laughed and raised his eyebrows. “Woah, I didn't even suggest a time!”

“But I did because I have lunch break then and you don't seem to have a job if you can stand outside all day waiting for people to hit on by playing the hero on your own icy sidewalk,” you retorted and turned to leave.

“So I'll see you then?” he, whose name you didn't bother asking for right now, called and you hummed in confirmation.

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