The Pool Boy >> Styles

Dinner Arrangements. (50th Chapter)

Melody's POV:
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... In the Afternoon...

"I'm loving the work so far. Could you make sure to finish the dining room arrangements in an hour from now? Oh and also, please make sure that the waiters will be efficient in their serving for tonight. I'm just trying to make everything presentable and organized as possible." I have been standing with the catering company's executive for quite some time. I arranged everything so far, but still I always like to double check just in case.

"Don't worry Miss Cramer. Everything will be in the way that you prefer, I promise you that." I smile at the executive, while I hear footsteps echoing down the stairs. "Harry?" I call, and he replies while walking in. "Right beside you. Are you done?" He asks after placing a kiss on my cheek lightly. "Yup, aren't you going to start dressing up?" He shakes his head, as a chuckle is formed under his breath."Its just a dinner, babe. Relax will you?" I sigh, and his hands rub my knee in comfort. "Well, I should be going. If you need anything Miss, just call me." I stand up to shake the gentleman's hand, as he departs. "(I call for the new butler) Rodger, please escort him out." The butler follows the executive to the outside, and I am relieved he is as efficient as Albert was.

" Nice pants, Missy. (He licks his lips in a sexual matter) Quite tight, yeah?" I blush at Harry's remark, as his hands drag me down to the couch. He leans in to kiss me, and I squirm away since I notice his hands are a little dirty. "Hold it mister! This is white cashmere we are talking about. Go wash, or better yet shower so we both can get ready." Harry keeps staring at my white pants, and I see his grin getting bigger."Looks like I already made them dirty (He points to the place where he was just rubbing my knee earlier). Now we both need to take a shower. Let's save some water and share one, shall we?" I instantly wine: "Harry!" He chuckles, and without a word more said, he lifts me up bridal style, and runs with both our bodies up the stairs, as my laughter bursts through the walls of the mansion.

...At Night...

Harry is sitting on my... our bed, staring at me as I apply my makeup on. "What?" I ask him all of a sudden, and he comes back to the current reality. He seemed to have stared at me enough, for him to travel to another world of thoughts. "(He clears his throat) Nothing. I just find it fascinating the way your brush is moving against your cheek, and how you feel ticklish as a reaction." I admire his words so much, that I smile at him from the mirror. "Would you go downstairs to welcome everyone once they arrive, please? I still need to get out of my robe, and change." He stands up, wearing his blue skinny jeans, a white shirt, and brown boots; and rests both his palms on my shoulders. He stares at the both of us in the reflection of the mirror, and I do the same.

"Who would have thought that the ice princess, would end up with a pool boy, huh?" I hate that he classified us as different classes, but it sounds true somehow. Before I am able to reply, he tugs my robe sleeve down, and plants a kiss on my bare shoulder. "I love you so much, Mel." I nod, and he continues expressing his feelings physically. He snatches a gold necklace from his jeans pocket, and drapes it on my neck; making sure to buckle it gently under my hair.

Before I have the chance to thank him, or even react, he leaves the room. I stare at the heart pendant on my chest, and think to myself: Who would have thought that Harry and I would be like this? From the moment I met him and he splashed his anger at me for no reason; I pushed the imagination of us ending up together, but look at us now.