Allure (ENG)

Chapter 21 - Harry

When I open my eyes I am startled by someone laying in my arms. My startled state quickly turns into happiness. I am happier than ever with Emily by my side. I don't ever want her to leave.

"Good morning," I whisper in her ear. She keeps her eyes closed, but I can see her mouth curl up. "I don't want you to leave." The words fill the room before I can think about it. I am surprised by myself for speaking them out loud.

Emily opens her eyes and looks up at me. She presses a kiss against my cheek.

"I wasn't planning on leaving right now," she says softly. I pull her closer to me. Maybe she won't leave now, but it's already Wednesday and she was only staying a week. Somewhere in the next couple of days she will have to go back home.

"When is your flight?" Emily moves in my arms. She puts both her arms on my chest and rests her head on top of it. Her eyes stare into mine.

"I thought you didn't want me to leave?" I bite my lip. Her naked body is on top of mine and I am reminded of the pure pleasure of last night. I place a soft kiss on her forehead. "Saturday morning," she then says.

"That's in a couple of days," I say more to myself than to her. She sits up, her legs on each side of me. "That's much too fast." I sit hup with her and kiss her. "I don't want you to leave; Mallorca is so much better with you." She smiles under my lips. I pull her with me when I let myself fall back on the bed.

"Do you have to work today?" she asks when she pushes herself off of me. I sigh and look at her body instead of her eyes.

"I have to close up tonight." I raise my eyes back to hers. "But that means I can take you somewhere during the day." Her eyes grow wider. "Did you bring jeans?" Emily gives me a questioning look.

"Yeah, why?" She snuggles closer to me. "Where are we going?" The corners of my mouth curl up from her enthusiasm, but I don't answer. I press my lips on hers and enjoy the moment of her body laying this close to mine a little while longer.

"Where are we going?" she asks again when we leave the apartment hand in hand. I shake my head and let out a laugh.

"That's a surprise." I pull her with me towards my bike, open the pannier and hand her a helmet.

"We're going on your bike again?" There's a big smile on her face and her eyes are hopeful. It is enough to bring a smile to my own face. I nod and keep my eyes on her. "I should have known with your jeans question." She is too great, and she is leaving in a few days. I try to ban those thoughts out of my mind. I have to make sure to enjoy the moment and don't about her leaving.

Her arms wrap around me when we're on the bike together. I have always thought of my bike as some sort of freedom, but with her behind me and her arms wrapped around me, driving becomes so much better. The journey is way too short, and I even consider driving past the exit to extend my time with her, to make this moment last longer. I decide to still take the exit as planned and park the bike.

"Cuaves..." Emily tries to read the sigh above the gate. "del... Cuaves del..."

"Drach," I finish her sentence. She frowns at me.

"Drach?"

"Dragon." Her eyes grow wide. "I thought I should return the princess to the dragon," I joke. Emily starts to laugh.

"Says the guy that works in the palace." I take her hand in mine. She scans the surroundings with a confused look on her face. "But I don't see any mountains?"

"The dragon doesn't live in the mountains, but underground." She squeezes my hand shortly. "Are you comfortable with that?" Emily grows quiet. I should have checked this with her. Not everyone likes going underground. She turns to face me. Her mouth opens, but nothing comes out. "I am with you," I whisper to her. Emily nods and her smile returns.

"Are the passages very tiny?" I shake my head. "Okay that's good." I let out a sigh of relief. Hand in hand we walk towards the register. There's already a group of people ready to go down, which means we won't have to wait long. With the tickets in our hands we merge ourselves with the group. Just in time, cause the guide already approaches to take us down into the caves.

Emily squeezes my hand when we approach the entrance. I look at her only to see her big eyes staring back into mine.

"I am with you," I say again. With my free hand I gently cup her chin and shortly press my lips on hers. My eyes search hers to see if she is okay. She nods and directs her eyes back in front of her. Her hand squeezes mine and her other hand curls around my arm.

We ascend down the stairs together, one step at a time, following the crowd. When we have reached the bottom the group spreads out over the pathway and Emily's grip around my arm and hand loosens. We patiently follow the rest of the group and I catch myself smiling as I look at her. The pure bliss on her face when she looks all around and takes everything in is adorable.

On occasion her big eyes stare at me. When we reach a wider part of the path she pulls me to the side and wraps her arms around me.

"Harry, it's so pretty down here," she beams with enthusiasm. Her eyes stare into mine and I smile at her. "What would you have done if I was too scared?"

"Then I would have driven us to some other place," I say as I shrug my shoulders. "There's plenty of beautiful places in Mallorca."

"Oh." Her eyes peer at me expectantly. "Where would you have taken me?" A grin spreads on my lips and I pull her closer to me.

"Maybe you will find out," I say softly before placing my lips on hers.

"Do you want to take a picture?" She looks hopeful as she takes a step back and pulls out her phone.

"At your service, princess," I say with a curtsey. Her laugh fills the caves and I struggle to keep my own down. I take her phone and take a few selfies with her pressed against me.

Further along the path the guide whistles at us to draw our attention and then motions for us to join them again. With a hurried step we walk towards the group and merge ourselves with them again.

"Are we going in there?" Emily's stare goes to the small rowing boats that sail through the caves. The group slowly edges closer and closer.

"There's also a bridge if you would rather do that." I look over my shoulder to where the bridge is and then back at her. She shakes her head.

"I want to go by boat," she says with a smile. We join the rest of the group and queue. When it is finally our turn, the boat is already full. We're being told something in Spanish, the only thing I understand is that we have to wait for the next one. I look behind me, but don't see anyone else waiting. When I look back in front, my eyes glide past Emily's and I smile at her.

"Vamos," the man in the boat says to us. I look at Emily and hold up my hand for her. She shakes her head.

"You first," she says softly. I effortlessly step into the boat and reach my hand out to Emily again. She grabs onto it tightly and steps into the boat one foot at a time. She loses her balance when she lifts her second foot off of the shore, but I wrap both my arms tightly around her.

"Are you okay?" My eyes stare into hers, but she pulls me closer to her and leans her head on my chest. I give her a small kiss in her hair and rub her back. "I am with you," I say softly. She looks up at me and I give her a quick kiss.

I lead her over to the bench. My arm remains draped around her when we both sit down. The boat is being pushed off and we sail deeper into the caves together. Just the two of us, and the sailsman, but I can only see Emily.