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Chapter 44

But I see a lighthouse in the distance calling my name
But I can't get there till I go through all of this pain.
There's a glimmer of hope
like an exhale of smoke
in the sky.
And sometimes you drain out on the shit that used to feel, right empty swimming pools.

— Troye Sivan, Swimming Pools

. . . .

"You're such a sappy romantic," I tell him with a hot and heavy blush on my cheeks. I loop my hands around Harry's neck and peck his lips twice. "But I love you."

"I love you more, sweetheart. Now let's call that advisor."

He takes my phone from me after I put in my password and goes off into the living room to make the call.

Several minutes later he returns with my phone and a wild grin, but that smile soon drops into a seductive expression. His tongue momentarily wets his lips, which soon enough, get caught in his pearly white teeth.

Out of all the times that he's horny, it has to be now. It's not even six o'clock and he has a semi hard dick. It's noticeable behind the gray joggers that he changed into a little bit ago, and he makes no effort to hide it. That is, until Lilly spins around and gets out of her chair, running right for him. Her short arms flail around above her head while her tiny legs speed her across the floor to get to her testosterone-filled father.

"Daddy!" he scoops her up into his masculine arms and peppers her face in kisses. "Can I call Grandma Anne?"

"Of course."

He slides his phone out of his pocket and unlocks the device. He hands her the phone and sets her on her feet. She exits the room holding the phone to her ear with one of her tiny hands.

Without even the slightest warning, Harry pulls me close to his body. With his hands on my breasts, lips on my neck, and crotch rubbing against mine, he whispers dirty comments about what he wants to do tonight. I knot my fingers into his curls and melt into everything he says. The pleasurable rolls of his hips send me into a euphoric overdrive until it feels as if I'm paralyzed against him.

"I love you, Vi."

He kisses beneath my earlobe, and it's cute, but I need more.

I show him my love by tangling my lips with his and pull him closer to me with an overdose of lust and want flooding my body. He seems almost surprised by my cut-to-the-chase attitude, but he instantly relaxes into my kiss.

We both know that we don't have much time at all until the little one comes running back in, but we savour the taste of each other until that moment arrives. Harry reluctantly pushes himself away from me, and strides to the sink to finish washing up the dishes from supper.

Deciding that I'd rather not help with cleaning, Lilly goes to play outside and I sit on the step by the door to supervise. Already knowing that Harry's going to be pissed, I let Lilly get as filthy as possible. She's already getting a bath tonight, so why not let the child live a little?

The door behind me opening makes me jump from the slab of concrete that's beneath my butt. I turn to see Harry with his eyes set on Lilly and the thin layer of dirt covering her skin and clothes. His nostrils flaring and jaw clenched, he slowly drops his head to look at me.

I watch Lilly's wide grin slowly fade away into a terrified frown and before Harry can open his mouth to speak, she zooms past us and rushes back into the bathroom.

"Seriously, Violet?" he shakes his head and flicks it towards inside the house, "Let's go inside."

I stand up and slide past him, slipping a bit from my socks sliding against the smooth floorboards.