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ALWAYS

Chapter 71

Enola and I stood in the kitchen, starting to make dinner. My mother and Robin would be over with Darcy shortly and we wanted most everything to be ready. When Darcy was hungry she needed to eat right then. I glanced over at Enola. She was smiling as she chopped vegetables for the sauce she was making.
I wrapped my arms around her waist, "Why are you smiling like that?"
She leaned into me, replying, "Because I love you." I smirked and kissed her shoulder gently. She threw the vegetables she cut into the pan on the stove then put a lid on them. Enola turned in my arms and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I'm also feeling really cheeky today." She giggled kissing my lips gently.
I chuckled, "I noticed. Bed. Living room. Sun room. Living room again. Hallway. Stairs. Shower. Bed again." She blushed as I named all of the places that we had made love. "I don't know how were both still walking." I added kissing her again.
"I think I need one more to get me through the dinner with your mother and step dad." Enola murmured trailing kisses down my neck. I couldn't help but laugh as she raked her fingernails down my chest and abs over my t-shirt. I realized she wasn't just playing when she slid her hands up my shirt. She slowly unbuttoned the shirt she was wearing as she kissed down my clothed chest.
"Enola, my mum is going to be here any minute." I gasped as she unbuttoned my pants sinking to her knees. She smirked up at me as she let the shirt slide off her arms onto the floor. I groaned quietly as Enola rubbed my dick through my jeans.
"Isn't that half the fun? Almost getting caught?" She whispered pulling my pants down around my thighs. I shook my head and tried not to laugh. Enola wrapped her lips around my half hardened dick gently. I gripped the counter top to keep myself steady. Enola began to bob her head slowly, taking ever centimeter of my cock into her mouth. I groaned. She'd not given me head yet. I missed the feel of her lips and tongue caressing me. I sighed heavily when she started to stroke me with a tight hand as well. Enola gazed up at me from underneath her eyelashes. She smiled and hummed around me. I groaned again and my jaw dropped open. I wanted to start cursing. I loved the way she felt. Every act with her was amazing. She lightly caressed my thigh with her free hand, making every sensation that much more intense. Enola backed away, making me whine. "Do you love me, baby?" She inquired with a smirk.
"I love you." I replied breathlessly. Enola pumped my dick slowly, staring into my eyes. I gently pushed hair away from her face. She smiled warmly at me before putting her mouth on me again. I gasped and ran my hand through her hair. I wanted to see her face. I wanted to look at her. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen and she was sucking me off. I wanted to look into her blue eyes as she made me feel like I was the only man she'd ever been with. I struggled to keep my eyes open as the pleasure feeling increased. Enola took me deeper in her mouth; I felt my tip hit the back of her throat. It sent me over the edge. I groaned loudly and buried my hands in her hair. My head dropped back as my body trembled. Enola moaned quietly, letting my fluids fill her mouth. Enola backed away from me and hummed again. I watched her throat jump as she swallowed. I breathed raggedly as Enola stared at me. I then heard my mother's voice from the front door. Enola giggled and stood up. She kissed me slowly and softly as she re-buttoned her shirt. She tasted like me.
"Baby, you should put your pants back on." Enola whispered kissing my neck softly. I quickly reached for my jeans. As I got my jeans up around my waist, I heard my daughter yelling for me. My face turned bright red when Enola shouted, "We're in the kitchen, honey!" I tried to button my jeans as fast as I could. I didn't want my daughter or parents to see anything. I had just gotten my pants zipped when my mother walked into the room with Darcy and Robin. I ran my hand through my hair and cleared my throat. I knew I was bright red and looked as tense as I was.

"Mummy! Daddy!" Darcy shouted running to Enola and I. I picked her up and she kissed my cheek. "Hi Daddy." Darcy beamed placing her hands on my shoulders.
"Hi babygirl." I smiled weakly. I was still really nervous about what had happened. I kissed her cheek lightly.
My mother lifted her eyebrow at me then placed her hand on my forehead, "Harry, are you alright?"
I nodded, "I'm okay, Mum." She eyed me for a moment longer then took a step back. "Hey Robin." I smiled at my step dad. HE gave a single nod then put his hand on my mother's shoulder.
"Mummy! Kisses!" Darcy demanded from Enola. My stomach dropped. Enola was expected to put her lips, that were just around my dick, on our daughter. The thought freaked me out a bit. I didn't like it.
Enola pointed to her cheek, "Right there, babygirl. Mummy is cooking and I don't want you too close to the stove." Darcy kissed Enola's cheek loudly. "Go put your stuff in your room little lady. Dinner is going to be ready soon and you're going to help Daddy set the table." Enola instructed our daughter. Darcy opened her mouth to say something. "No arguing Missy." Enola stated firmly. Darcy nodded sadly and reached to be put down. I set her down and she ran out of the room with her bag in hand. Enola looked at my mother, "Sorry, Anne, how are you?"
My mother smiled warmly at Enola, "Don't be sorry, dear. I understand. But I am well, thank you."
Enola turned to my step dad, "Hello Robin."
"Enola." He returned the short greeting. Robin sat down on the bar stool across from Enola and my mother sat right beside him.
"So..." My mother began as Enola went back to cooking. "What did you two do without your ball of sunshine around?" She asked. My eyes went wide and I blushed.
"I'm getting plates." I announced turning my back to my mother and Robin.
Enola cleared her throat to choke back a laugh, "We just hung out. Watched television. Liam, Louis and Niall came over. Zayn and Perrie hung out here for a bit too. It was a relaxing weekend."
My step father sounded smug as he said, "Yeah, relaxing." He paused as I turned to face them again. "That's why Harry skipped a button on his jeans." He laughed when my face dropped and I looked down at my pants.
"Fuck." I grumbled and put the plates down quickly. I turned my back to my parents once again and fixed my pants. "I'm putting these on the table." I told Enola softly picking up the plates again. I went to the cupboard to get glasses for Darcy to put out. As I reached for the glasses my mother said my name. I looked back at her, "Yes, Mummy?"
"We're all adults. You have a child. We know that you are sexually active." My mum chuckled.
I groaned, "Oh God, Mum." I reached for the cups again. I didn't want to have the conversation they were eluding to. I didn't care if they knew that Enola and I were back together but I didn't want to talk about the sex. It was a strange thing to talk about with your parents.
"Harry, I'm not asking for details. I'm just curious as to the status of your relationship." My mother sighed heavily, like she was annoyed with me.
"Find a different way of asking." I muttered under my breath.
Enola poked me in the side with her spoon, "Be nice to your mother." I rolled my eyes and went about gathering the silverware. Enola poked me with her spoon again, "And you better be nice to me Mister. I don't care if you don't like the question, it's no reason to be rude." I sighed heavily and kissed her on the mouth lightly.
"Sorry baby." I murmured before kissing her forehead. She closed her eyes as my lips meshed to her skin. I turned to my mother, "What exactly do you want to know?"
"Are you guys together? Was it a one time thing?" My mother inquired.
Enola smirked, "Definitely not a one time thing."
"Noli!" I snapped at her. She giggled and went back to stirring her sauce. I rolled my eyes at her again, "We are together."
My mother smiled brightly, "Was wondering when it was going to be official."
"Official? What are you talking about?" I asked her annoyed with her comments.
"Oh come on, Harry. You've been back together since the moment you stepped back into each others lives. You just needed a push to make it an official thing." My mother replied. Enola sighed and scratched her head nervously. "Am I wrong? I mean, Harry, I've not seen you even look at another girl since Enola's come back into your life." My mother seemed upset with herself.
"No, I haven't but...Mum, can we just not? We're together. I love her. She loves me. We've started a family. Can we just leave it there?" I asked seeing how uncomfortable Enola was. My mother noticed as well and nodded.
"Sorry Enola. I didn't mean to make you upset." My mother murmured to her. Enola smiled weakly but didn't say a word. I placed my hand on her shoulder and squeezed gently before kissing her hair.
"I'm going to go find Darcy. If she's quiet, then she's doing something she's not supposed to." I informed everyone.
My mother laughed loudly, "That makes her your child. You were the same way." I shrugged and moved away from Enola.

The dinner table was almost completely silent. Darcy was the only one talking. She was telling Enola and I about what she had done with my mother and Robin. I was trying to focus on what my daughter was saying but couldn't because of my mother's silence. It was driving me crazy.
"And you know what else we did Daddy?" Darcy asked me excitedly.
"What babygirl?" I responded quickly.
"Grammy and Pops took me to the fish zoo." Darcy stated loudly.
"The aquarium." I corrected her.
She nodded, "Yeah and I saw all kinds of fishes. Blue ones and orange ones. There was one fish that was bigger than me!"
"Oh yeah?" I laughed.
"Grammy show him the picture! Show Daddy the picture!" Darcy stated bouncing in her seat.
"Later babygirl, we're eating now." I smiled at my child. She was so happy to tell me all about the things she got to do with my parents. It made my discomfort of previous events faded away.
"There were lot of other kids there too." Darcy informed me. I nodded and kept my eyes on hers while she spoke. "Yeah, I said hi to one boy. He was nice." Darcy stated with a smile. My heart dropped and I grabbed Enola's thigh.
She giggled and took my hand, "Harry, she's four. Relax." I squeezed Enola hand tighter as Darcy continued to tell me about the little boy she had met at the aquarium.
My mother smiled at Enola, "His mother gave me her phone number so they could play together some other time." My mum handed Enola a small slip of paper. "His mother's name is Hannah and his name is Jax." Enola nodded with a smile.
I shook my head, "Nope. No way."
Enola sighed heavily, "Harry, come on. She's four. She thinks he's nice. What's the problem with that?" I gave her stern eyes. Enola rolled her eyes, "So what if Liam and Sophia have a son? Would she not be allowed to play with him? What if we had a son and one of the other boys had a little girl, would they be able to play together? Are we not supposed to let her play with Freddie anymore?" I didn't say a word. "You know the man I fell in love with didn't believe in double standards." Enola mumbled.
I groaned, "Fine. But someone has to stay. You're not just going to drop her off to someone we've never met."
Enola glared at me, "What kind of mother do you think I am? I would never do that." I shrunk back into my seat. It got really quiet again. Even Darcy was silent.
"Are Uncle Liam and Auntie Soph going to have a baby?" Darcy asked after a moment.
I shrugged, "They might. We don't know yet."
Darcy looked sad, "Well, if they don't can you and Mummy have a baby?" She smiled a bit, "I'd like to play with a baby." I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. My mother and Robin were smirking and Enola appeared amused as well.
"We'll see what Uncle Liam and Auntie Sophia do first, then MAYBE Mummy and I will DISCUSS it." I replied honestly. Darcy sighed and nodded. She didn't like my answer. My mother laughed quietly. I lifted my eyebrow at her.
"I like how honest you are with her. Both of you. Always straight forward answers." My mother kept her smile.
"Isn't that the best way to handle it? If we lie to her, she'll end up being socially awkward or so sheltered she gets into trouble for not knowing better." I shrugged. "Plus, I think kids know when you're lying to them anyway. They may not always understand the words, but they can read body language." I added after a moment. My mother and Enola looked at me with proud eyes as Robin and I started discussing football.