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Chapter 62

You make my heart feel like it's summer
When the rain is pouring down
You make my whole world feel so right
When it's wrong
Cause I know you are the one
That's how I know you are the one

– Kodaline, The One

. . . .

"Turn around, Har, let me get your chest."

I nudge his shoulders and hold the soapy washcloth in my hand as the water drips down over his beautiful body. I get most of the paint off that splattered his skin, and thankfully, none of it got in his hair. He does the same to me, gives me a kiss on the lips, and steps out so I can shave.

I only take about ten minutes to shave and step out to get dressed. Harry's bent down in the bedroom gripping the towel around his waist as he pushes the tray of paint to the side and moves the plastic off of the dresser. He pulls out a pair of grey boxers and a pair of underwear for me.

"I need to go out for a bit." He faces away from me and pulls out a pair of shorts and a white t-shirt.

"Where are you going?" I try not to sound like a jealous, have-to-know-everything girlfriend, and thankfully, I more so sound curious.

"I just need to run an errand." He slips on his shoes, gives me a kiss, then grabs his wallet and walks out the door.

Gripping onto the towel still wrapped around my body and my hair still dripping, I chase after him. I just barely make it to him about to shut the front door.

"Harry," I hold onto the door and he looks back at me, concern flashing everywhere on his face. "I don't need to be concerned as to where you're going, right?"

"No, why?"

"Well, considering everything that's happened in the last couple of days I just don't want you doing something that you may regret."

He smiles and pulls me into his chest. "I can assure you that you have nothing to be worried about. I'll only take twenty minutes tops. Time me."

"Okay. I love you."

"I love you more."

He shuts the door and gets in his car. Lilly walks out of her room with her stuffed bear in her hand and sits down on the couch.

"Where did daddy go?"

"I'm not sure. He'll be back soon."

I hurry to get dressed in some leggings and an old sweater of Harry's since it started raining outside and it's a bit cold in the house. The scent of paint is still extremely strong but it's drying beautifully.

The rain has made the sky a deep gray and about twenty minutes later, Harry's car pulls into the driveway. I get a text from him saying he has a surprise, and moments later, the front door opens and he walks in carrying a bundled-up ball of an old shirt.

"Wow, thanks, you got us a shirt."

"That's not the surprise," he mutes the tv and sits down in front of us on the coffee table. "Now, Lilly, you've been pretty disrespectful towards me lately,  and I don't know why, but I expect this attitude to drop. Especially since I got this for you."

"I'm sorry, daddy."

He cradles the shirt in his arms and moves a small section of the fabric aside, revealing a tiny gray kitten sleeping in the bundle of material.

"Oh my god! Where'd you get him?" I reach for him but Lilly beats me to it and babies the kitten in her arms.

"A good friend of mine's cat had kittens a few weeks ago and he asked me if I wanted one while the cat was pregnant. I know we haven't had the best of luck within these past few months, but I thought this little guy would liven it up a bit."