chapter 43

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Jack lay sprawled on the bed with her phone in hands. She had been playing Candy Crush but the damn level was proving difficult.

"Come on, damn you!" she grunted. The urge to smash her phone against the wall came up.

The screen was cracked already, courtesy of Amy. Thankfully Mary had gotten well some days ago and the little monster had returned to her mother. She was about pitching her phone across the room when the bathroom door opened and Harry came in towelling his hair, another tied around his waist.

"I thought you'd never finish," she mumbled staring at his abs.

"Ssh, I spent just five minutes," he said as he pulled off the towel and wore grey joggers.

"Felt like ten," Jack said as she went into the bathroom and slammed the door close.

She took a quick shower and tied a towel around her chest. Staring at her reflection in the mirror, she brushed her teeth while fingering the cross chain around her neck. She hadn't taken it off since he had given it to her five days ago.

It was precious to him, she knew that. He told her it had belonged to his father, but he had willingly parted with it.

For her.

She rinsed her mouth and toothbrush then stretched lazily. She was becoming lazy. News flash, she liked being lazy. But that was bad for her.

When she opened the door, he wasn't in the room. Searching his closet, she found one of his shirts which she wore and buttoned to the middle. Then sat on the bed with her back resting against the headboard with her legs stretched out in front of her.

He came in minutes later shirtless and switched off the lights leaving just the bedside lamps on.

"Why do I feel like my clothes fit you better than me?" he asked frowning.

"I'm just better," she replied.

Moving slowly, he crawled into bed and lay beside her. Then he placed his head on her lap looking at her wearily.

When she didn't react, he asked, "Aren't you going to push my head off?"

“No, I like it there," Jack said not looking up from her phone.

Oh.

He looked smug as he turned his head to the side so his face was in her belly. He slowly lifted a hand and pushed the shirt aside kissing her bare stomach. For a moment, he almost imagined her pregnant.

Ha! Rid your mind of that evil thought Harry!

Shoving the thought to the back of his mind, he closed his eyes. She'd probably run if he ever mentioned it. Run and never return.

His phone began ringing and he sighed. Jack picked it off the nightstand and held it out to him. Before he could take it out of her hands, her eyes fell on the bright screen.

"I'm your screensaver?" she asked surprised.

"Oh, that's you? I didn't realize it," he said taking the phone.

Jack smiled and put her hands in his hair as he picked the call.

"Yes Kane?"

He paused and let the other person speak.

"You better have a worthy reason for calling me dipshit."

Jack blocked out his conversation and ran her fingers through his soft brown hair as she opened her mail. There was a message from Yuri but she didn't open it lest it ruin her mood for the night.

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