Allure (ENG)

Chapter 20 - Emily

It is around dinner time when I reach the hotel. I put my book on the nightstand and smile at the bed. The bed I had laid in with Harry this morning. Butterflies fill my stomach at the thought of it. I pull my clothes off and jump into the shower. Harry's words echo through my brain; We can pick up where we left off last night.

I put my best lingerie on as I practically empty my suitcase onto the floor to find the right outfit. My eye falls on one of my dresses. It has a white top, with open back, and a mind green loose skirt. I bite down on my lip at the thought of not having to wear a bra and toss my bra back into my suitcase. When I have put the dress on, I check myself out in the mirror and nod approvingly.

I throw some stuff into a tote bag and leave the hotel room behind. The sun warms up my skin and I enjoy the moment. I had never thought that in such a short amount of time I would be enjoying my holiday this much. The terrass of the bar is packed when I approach it and I look around me a little uneasy before I enter the bar. Inside there are also people everywhere. The corner of my mouth curls up at the sight of Harry. He is behind the bar with his back towards me. I walk straight to him and lean over the bar.

"Hey," I say. He jerks around. There's a small smile on his face, but he turns back around immediately.

"Harry!" I hear a woman call out from the other side of the bar.

"Yeah, coming Amy!" When Harry turns away with the drinks towards the other side, I see a half eaten plate of food. I sit down on the empty barstool and let my bag fall to the floor. This is not how I had imagined it. A girl comes to stand next to me and as soon as Harry is back she calls out to him.

"Hey handsome, can I get another one of your fabulous creations?"

"She was first," Harry says in his English accent. The girl next to me shoots me an obnoxious look and rolls with her eyes. But I am still impressed with Harry's accent. It's the first time I am really hearing him speak English; even though I know he has a British father I am still confused. I look at him but don't say anything. "Shall I ask Ed to get you some food?"

"You've already eaten?"

"Sort of," he says as he takes another bite. I thought we would be eating together, but I nod. "And something to drink?"

"One of those strawberry things." There's a small smile on his face.

"Daiquiri de Fresa?" I nod with a smile. "Sure, make it a difficult one in this rush."

"A coke is also fine," I say quickly. I don't want to keep him from work.

"No, I got it." Harry turns around and again I am looking at his back. "Ed?! Got some more of this?" He points to the plate next to him. I only see Eduardo when he yells something back in Spanish. The only thing I understand is 'Si' and that is all I need to know. Harry places the drink in front of me and gives me a slight smile before he looks at the girl next to me.

"What can I get you?"

"Sex on the beach." I almost choke on my drink and try to not let my eyes wander to her. "and a pornstar martini," she adds in one breath. The two drinks make my mind go places it shouldn't. I see how Harry has his back towards me again and gets some bottles of liquor. It is interesting to see how he can make a delicious drink out of some fluids.

"That would be twenty-four euros please," he says when he puts the two drinks in front of her. In the corner of my eye I can see her put down a bill of 50. "Let me get you some change."

"You can keep it, handsome. Maybe in exchange for your number?" There's a smile on Harry's face.

"How about I just get you some change?" He walks away and my eyes follow him until Eduardo catches my eye when he approaches me with some dinner.