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Chapter 84

I'm selfish, I know

— Harry Styles, Woman

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Violet's POV

"That was close," Harry sighs after we drive about three minutes to get as far away from the school.

I pull over onto the side of the road, push the seat back, then hike my shorts back on. As he's yanking his pants back up and buckling his belt, he chuckles a little bit then completely loses it which makes me join in too from his contagious laughter.

Seeing him smile and filled with joy is incomparable to anything one will experience. He's so handsome and a down-to-earth sweetheart that I find it hard not to be in love with him.

"We're idiots."

"Some more than others," he replies with a playful glint in his eyes as he holds onto my hand and kisses my knuckle. "Let's get home. I need to be there before Mum and Lilly get back."

Once back home, we take our lunch into the house and put it in the fridge then change our clothes to sit out on the couch to wait for Lilly to come back. Harry's going through old files from his folders from Carnell and is deleting the ones that he doesn't need anymore. His feet are in my lap and I'm giving him a much-desired foot rub, which I thought was reasonable since it was his first day at work.

"Your massages are the best. I don't know why you don't do them more often," he says as I'm digging my thumb into the arch of his foot.

"There are a million other things I'd rather be doing than rubbing your stinky feet."

"Would rubbing my back be one of them?"

"You're pushing it."

He stares at the screen of his laptop for a little while as I'm secretly holding my phone up to take a picture of him. He's shirtless with only a pair of shorts on and his bronzed, tan skin is glowing as the light from the windows is being absorbed by his skin.

"It's like I'm famous or something."

"Yeah, if only."

About twenty minutes later, Anne and Lilly walk through the door carrying shopping bags. Lilly zooms past both me and little Gunther and wraps her little arms around Harry's shoulders. He's still her favorite person.

Anne sits down in the recliner adjacent to the couch and the lines by her eyes crinkle as she grins at her son and granddaughter.

"You didn't have to buy her all of this," Harry says as Lilly collects her bags and carries them back to her room.

"What kind of grandmother would I be if I didn't spoil my little girl? She was so excited."

He reaches for his wallet on the coffee table and pulls out several pound notes, holding them out in Anne's direction.

"I don't want that. You don't need to pay me back for anything that I get Lilly."

He tries to push the money towards her nevertheless, but she's as stubborn as her son and keeps denying his persistence.

After a solid ten seconds of the back and forth between them, she changes the subject completely and says, "Oh, I remember what I was going to say. We're having a picnic at the house tomorrow. It's supposed to be nice out; we can have lunch and swim in the pool. I think it would be fun to get the family together for an afternoon."

"Alright," Harry says.

"And Violet, Robin, and I would love it if you invited your family. He has kids, right? It would be great for Lilly to meet some new kids, and I would love to meet your family."