Tate

**Title: A Sip of Serendipity** Tate is sitting in a coffee shop, waiting for his son Harlan. He already knows his son is gonna ask for money for one of his many trips, or business ideas. Tate is 43, wealthy man, charming personally despite his not so charming exterior.. very serious, unapproachable.. He's single, Harlan's mom is not in the picture by far. He rubs his hand over his face, scruffy beard even do he shaved a week days ago. The chimes of the coffee shop echos thru the small cozy space as she enters. Immediately drawing attention to herself. Her eyes graze among the crowd.. landing on his,for a beat to long.. (You chose your name, and age over 21,your looks. Forbidden love, desire.. suspence.. Drama.. Slow burn..)