The ground was covered in snow as Harry and Penny trekked up the steps toward the cabin they had rented for the weekend. “I’m trying, I really am.” Penny said as Harry opened the door and they both stepped in. Harry hung his scarf on the coat rack that was located directly to the right of the door. Penny stepped in behind him, shaking hair off of her dark locks.
“I know you are, it’s okay to worry, but I promise my mum won’t let anything happen to Pip, she’ll be fine.” Harry reassured his beloved, placing hands on her shoulders while giving her a smile.
“I know she will, but what if something happens? What if…” Her words were cut short when Harry placed his lips on hers. His kiss sent jolts of electricity through her shivering body before he pulled away and gave her a stare while those green eyes captivated her thoughts.
Regaining her composure, she gave him a nod. “You’re right” and he was, Anne was quite capable of caring for their child.
“Just enjoy this, be with me…here…” He said placing his hand on her jaw, stroking her soft skin sweetly with his thumb.

Hours later they were settled on the couch in front of the roaring fire that filled the room with warmth and a light just dim enough to see each other.
“Harry…” Penny started, her breath smelling of champagne that she was sipping on.
“Yes…?” Harry moved his head to look at her, giving her a lopsided smirk.
“Are you happy?” She asked, drunk and curious. She had known that he probably had regrets and this was all so very unexpected.
“Yes. Of course, why would you ask such a thing?” He shifted, towering above her now as he searched for some kind of reasoning.
“I just, this isn’t part of the plan. I hate that I bum rushed you…”
He shook his head, laughing softly. “You are everything. I have had a lot of blessings in my life darling, but you are the best. You make me feel complete, as cliché as it is, you’re the missing puzzle piece my love. You’re the one thing that makes me strive to be greater, and now I’ve got more of you to love. Our daughter bore from your womb, she is because of you. I have found my truest of loves.”
He was clearly feeling deep.
She felt rushed with emotion, hearing the words she longed to hear.
Spoke with truth, he had confirmed her doubts. She was his world.

Penny had opened a can of worms, she had kissed Niall. If she’d learned anything—she knew that he was bad for her. He knew it too, which is why he avoided seeing her. Or so she thought. He’d come to her this time, she didn’t reach out to him. Of course she loved Harry with everything she had, but there was that one little crumb that still hung on to the longings for Niall.
Feeling his kiss again reopened a wound that was long closed.
A wound like a scab to a junkie, one she knew she’d end up with again, but for some reason kept going back.
“Babe?” She heard Harry call from the bedroom, she’d been in this shower for longer than intended. She turned the water off and wrapped her body in a soft teal towel before walking into the room and giving him a small smile.
“You okay?” He asked, noticing her absence.
“Yeah, just feeling bad today.” She answered honestly, almost completely.
“Well, Pip was wanting a bed time story, you want to take this one?” Harry encouraged, wanting her to get out of the funk and back to normal. Normalcy was the key to healing in his mind.
She nodded and got dressed, feeling Harry’s eyes on her. She knew he wanted to have sex and she wanted to as well, she just felt wrong doing it so soon after her father had died. Perhaps it was some subconscious fear she never knew of, but she was definitely pulling away.
She gave him a quick kiss before moving out of the room and down the hall to Pippa’s room.
She read her stories of fairies and magic and trolls that granted wishes. It felt like old times, except she’d noticed something she never noticed before.
Pippa laughed almost identical to Niall. How had she not noticed that the girl had picked up his laugh? How did that even happen?
She knew there was no way in hell that Pippa was Niall’s, but how did she have so many similar traits. The laugh, the silliness of her, her love of food – maybe she was reaching for something she missed.
But she knew that Pippa loved her uncle Niall, maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea if he came around more.
She shook the thought from her head as she kissed her girl goodnight and tucked her in to bed before walking back to the room where Harry was sitting on the bed, reading through a book about meditating or something similar.
“Love…” She said seductively while crawling on the bed toward him. Maybe she should give her husband some love, maybe which would cure her thoughts.
He smirked, closing the book and lying it on the night table. He leaned forward, taking her sides in his grab and pulling her close to him. He didn’t need anything more to be said, she felt his lips on her neck –giving her love bites thoughtlessly. She pulled her top from her body, placing his hands over her bare breasts before moving her fingers to fumble with his zipper. Once she’d succeeded she slid his pants down. He was looking at her with a fire in his eyes before laying back and looking up at her. He was fully naked, erect, ready.
She removed her shorts, sliding them on the floor and then straddling him, her eyes locked on his as she lowered her hips down and slid him into her core.
It had been weeks.
She let out a gasp from the feel of his length squeezing inside of her. Once she’d slowly pumped a few more times, getting herself adjusted, she began to ride him rigorously. Her hips grinding on his pelvis as he gripped her hips, moving her ass up and down to ride him. She was about to come, she knew it would happen soon. The feel of him inside of her mixed with the gaze he was giving her sent her over the edge. Her muscled tightened, her legs began to jerk, and she felt herself shivering, her wetness spilling over his hips as he bucked into her, reaching an orgasm in return.
That was the right idea, she definitely felt like she’d occupied her mind in a better, healthier way...
Even if she did get aroused just by thinking of his best friend…

Notes

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