Love Affair: A romantic sexual relationship, especially one between people who are not married to each other.
Multimillionaire Niall Horan grew up surrounded by the warmth of Niamh Murphy, falling slowly in love with her until they married and reloc...
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"Almost ready, Evie Love?" Niall's smooth voice brings my attention off of my reflection in the mirror and instead to the bedroom door where he stands just inside the threshold.
It's my birthday, my least favourite day of the year.
This day holds darker memories for me, Niall knows how much I struggle and don't like to celebrate this day. We usually just sit home watching movies until we fall asleep cuddled up on the couch but of course this year my birthday just has to land on a Friday.
And somehow Harry found out.
He invited us to the club with him, telling us we should celebrate and he'll pay as a thank you for us hosting a party for Poppy. Niall tried to insist he didn't need to but then he looked all sad and disappointed that I just felt mean so I agreed.
So, for the first time in my life, I'm celebrating my birthday with someone not obligated to love me. Niall obviously isn't obligated to love me in any way but as kids, he was forced to come to dinner for my birthday because his parents were friends with mine.
It was our two families all the time so he didn't really have a choice.
He does now and he chose to stay.
"Yeah, Harry texted to say he'd be over in a minute, I sent him our address." I smiled at him, he gave me Harry's number so I wasn't snooping through the school system because that could get me fired.
He nods, stepping closer to me and I allow my eyes to finally travel down his body. The way his white shirt hugs his toned body has me soaking my underwear already, his biceps fold over his chest with ease while his grey patterned trousers are almost bursting from having to contain his thighs.
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"Your trousers are about to burst open." I speak with my eyes on his legs.
Is there a kink for thighs? I think I have it because I'd ride his fucking leg all night long purely to show him how much I love his toned muscle.
"Maybe you should take them off me then." He shrugs with the cheekiest smirk on his pretty face, pausing a few feet from me.
"We have places to be, Horan." I squint my eyes at him, "and I don't know what to wear."
