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Chapter 59

The goosebumps start to race
The minute that my left hand meets your waist
And then I watch your face
Put my finger on your tongue 'cause you love to taste, yeah
These hearts adore, everyone the other beat heart is for
Inside this place is warm
Outside it starts to pour

— The Neighbourhood, Sweater Weather

. . . .

"Good morning, beautiful."

I walk into the kitchen at half-past nine, and I'm still hungry for more sleep. Harry's scrambling eggs in a pan and golden-crusted toast just popped out of the toaster. He sets the plate in front of me and kisses the top of my head, then sits down across from me. Lilly's sitting at the end of the table, deeply infatuated with a kid's action show on Harry's phone.

"I enjoyed last night." He winked at me and didn't bother speaking lowly in front of Lilly due to the earbuds.

"I just can't believe we did that outside."

"It was hot, Vi. Now, all we have to do is fuck against the glass door and my life goals are complete."

"What if someone would see?"

"Again, love, I don't know those neighbors and they don't know me. If they see us then who cares? We're in the privacy of our home; we can do as we please."

I smile at him as he takes a bite of his eggs then gulps down some coffee. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You said "our home"."

He wipes off his mouth with his napkin and holds onto my hand. "I really do want you to move in with me. You make us complete. I felt great when Lilly began living here. I felt as if I had everything I could ever ask for, but then you kept digging yourself deeper into my life, and I realized that we need and want you here more than we could ever express. We love you."

"I love you both too, but Harry, my dad will-"

"I don't care what he would say or do. We're both adults and we can date if we please. You could do a lot worse than me."

"Don't say that. You're better than anyone I've ever met. All guys ever want from me is physical contact."

"Who? Who are you talking about?"

"Well, Matthew and apparently-"

"Daddy, can we visit grandma today?" Lilly unintentionally butts in as she removes the earbuds and takes her last bite of her jelly toast.

He breaks his curious frown from me and turns his attention to his little girl with blackberry jelly smeared across her cheeks and deep in both dimples.

"Uh, yeah, if you want to." He walks to the sink, wets a washrag and kneels down beside Lilly to wipe off the purple mess on her mouth. "You can come with us, Vi."

"Yeah, I'll go."

After we finish eating, he gathers all of our dishes and asks me to help Lilly wash up, get dressed, et cetera. I do all of that and attempt to get myself looking presentable.

"I like your makeup, Violet." Lilly walks into Harry's bedroom and takes a seat on the floor beside me.

"Do you want to try some lipstick?" I hold up a tube of nude lipgloss instead.

She nods enthusiastically and opens her mouth a little so I can evenly apply it to her tiny, pink lips. The gloss looks pretty on her and appears somewhat natural, so that's good for Harry's sake of not seeing his one and only child wearing makeup for the first time.