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❛ clearing the air, i breathed in the smoke ❜
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The daylight trickled through the thin curtains of the window, an incandescent glow spilling upon the utmost of all surfaces. The chirps of birds blended together to form an orchestra of harmonies that served as a peaceful alarm, easing Camryn gently from her slumber.
Her eyes flickered open warily as she winced from the brightness of the room. She brushed aside the tangled strands of hair from her face before the memories of the night before came flooding in.
It was more of pieces and fragments of it really, but she remembered enough to feel her cheeks glowing red.
"Morning." Potter's voice murmured softly from behind, "Feeling better?"
Camryn craned her neck to peek back at him, biting the inside of her cheek at his morning appearance. Between his course voice and messy hair, she was sure it was definitely a difficult task for him to look ugly.
"You need to be more specific." she couldn't help but grin, "Are you referring to my meltdown yesterday or the fact that you fucked me mercilessly?"
He rolled his eyes with a chuckle, carefully stroking her cheek, "Both, I suppose."
Camryn turned on her back to face him, her grin beginning to fade as their eyes locked. She had never paid attention to the emotions that remained layered beneath his vivid irises, finding that she was losing herself in him.
"But seriously," her voice softened, "Thank you for being there for me. Most guys I've been with would've probably left the next morning."
"Well it's their loss." his chuckle was warm as he carefully pushed up on the bed, propping himself over her, "We have to go down for breakfast then the training. C'mon, lets shower."
She rose a brow, "Together?"
"Even better."
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I better not see any "robbed" comments.
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"What took you two so long?" Zacharias' voice boomed as Camryn and Harry descended down the stairs, his brows furrowed with envy.
Camryn rolled her eyes at him as she and Potter seated themselves at the breakfast table, "Wouldn't you like to know."
