Eddie had gotten pretty exhausted of hearing Jonathan babble on about Honour, it seems that she was all that Jonathan could talk about as of late, and that was making Eddie quite irritated. Why did it have to be his man that was obsessing over this woman? Nothing could ever be easy in Eddie's life, it seemed, and that was just unacceptable. Seeing no other way to cure Jonathan's blatant obsession, other than to quench the man's thirst for the woman herself, Eddie decided to kidnap Honour and bring her to see the man himself in hopes that Jonathan would get his fill and finally get over it.
Eddie had been following Honour for days, learning her schedule, the places she went, where she worked, and the cottage she lived in, hoping to find the right moment to snatch her. Of course, his patience paid off and one morning he followed the young woman to her place of employment, a bookstore of sorts which was rather homely looking in such a big place. Eddie found the shop to be rather quaint, from the first time he saw it, but he hadn't come there for that purpose, the main reason he was there was far more diabolical than that.
He peered in through the door, which displayed the obvious "CLOSED" sign, and Eddie could read quite well, but he wanted to see where the woman was so when the oppertunity presented itself he would be able to recognize it. His hand was cupped over his eyes, as he peered through the glass, finally spotting her as she walked across his line of vision, obviously with a pre-opening task on her mind. Good, he wanted her to be distracted. Eddie gave her his best wave back, and even a smile for good measure, when her hand gesture silently signalled for him to wait just a moment, that she might be willing to let him inside.
He watched with excitement as the young woman grabbed the set of keys to the store, able to see exactly why Jonathan had called her Beauty as she approached the door to let him inside. When the door was open, Eddie stepped back enough to let it swing, before moving quickly into the threshold, hearing only half of what she had said before reaching out, grabbing her arm, "No thanks, doll, I've had all of the caffeine today that I need." He said, smirking at her.
He was stronger than he looked for being so tall and lanky, his grip tight around her arm, tugging her forwards as he stepped back, a car idling at the curb waiting for them both. "I have someone who's just dying to see you."