HARRY'S POV
As I sit on Echo's red chaise lounge I reflect on what a day it's been already! I didn't get much sleep last night worrying about the ice cold shoulder Echo gave me. It hurt more then I thought it would. There's something about that girl that draws me in closer and closer each time I down time with her.
After making love with her, I lead her to the bathroom and we had a joint shower. Even washing her back turned me on but I tried to contain my excitement.
We spent some time in the kitchen for lunch, I cooked and she was most impressed with my culinary skills even though she was taking my attention away every time she spoke to me.Now she is doing some work while I deal with some work emails and watch her immerse herself completely into her art.
She hasn't seemed to have had any anxiety attacks since the morning and she hasn't mentioned Michael's bullshit or calling Pete and I just leave it because I know I'm going to deal with tonight. I want her to keep that group and time as a safe haven not somewhere she leaves from most stressed or even worse she stops attending.
I feel there is something about this incident that she is hiding from me but I won't push her further."Hey you" she interrupts me from my thoughts and I look up to she here standing at the foot of the lounge chair. She looks radiant, even though she in shabby paint splattered clothes. She has an amazing smile that radiants to her eyes which shine when she's really smiling.
I pull her by the hand and she put a knee down near my hip, she wondering what I'm doing, I can tell, I feel like I can read so much from her moods and expression. I pull her closer and she places her other knee on the other side of my hip. This mornings memories come flooding in and I feel like I could lose control right now, or any time she's really near me."Whatcha doing?" She asked with half a smile. She's biting her lower lip and I know she's thinking the same thoughts.
How am I going to go home, to England and leave her? I was worried enough about leaving Gemma and now her. We haven't even touched the subject and I wonder if she sees me as just a fling or something else.
I pull her down to me by placing my hands on both sides of her cheeks, and kiss her slowly. I feel her tongue warm and soft breaking through my lips and I want to and feel like consuming her. I want to be as close as I can to her in more then one way, but how?I let her pull away first, not wanting to break the physical connection with her. She drags her hand through my hair, pulling it back off my face, I love that gesture.
"We should really think of getting ready to go to the meeting" she says in a rushed voice, almost anxious.
"Yeah ok, you get cleaned up and I'll feed Jinx for you" I reply and she gives me a look,
"Really?" She asks, she's not use to having another to depend upon, just herself. She climbs off me and I stand up putting my arm around her waist, pulling her towards the bathroom, I walk in and adjust the water for her and wait. She looks lost and I begin to undress her, she calms herself and steps into the water.I go into her kitchen and find the cat food and bowl. I call out for Jinx and he comes strutting in with such attitude, reminding me of his owner. I'm smiling to myself when Echo comes in dressed in a sweatshirt with a hood already on her head, leggings and a green pair of Doc Martians. She looks amazing but I can see the anxiety is there.
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