I will never be rude to your tummy- when i hear it gurgle and growl, I promise to bend down and reply respectfully
Camila gingerly ran her hands through Harry's curls, wondering aloud to him about how he had gotten his hair this curly. "I dunno. Mum's hair is kinda curly..." Harry's green eyes peered up at Camila from his spot where his head lie on her lap. His wondering thoughts where cut short by Camila's stomach gurgling.
Her cheeks flushed, her hand moving to her stomach. "Sorry Haz. Haven't eaten today..." She began to sit up, but Harry didn't move. He rolled onto his side, moving her hand away, and lifting her shirt up to reveal her smooth stomach. He placed a delicate kiss to the skin, then grinned up at Camila longingly. "Why don't we get you some food, hm?"
