Who'd You Rather? (H.S.) [ONGOING]

Part Thirty-Five

As Tegan packed, she silently wondered how long the power would be out. How much should she pack? And how would she even know when the power came back on if she was staying at Harry's? She figured Harry probably wouldn't mind taking her back to check in a couple days. He'd probably get sick of her by that point anyway.

Once she filled her suitcase with what she thought she might need for a few days, she set out to transfer her stuff from her current purse to the beautiful Gucci bag Harry got her.

She sat down on the bed with Harry and noticed how he eyed her over the top of his phone. She sent him a sly smirk before she pulled off the lid of the Gucci box and carefully removed the black crossbody. She let her hand slide smoothly across the soft leather and bit her lip, eyeing all the amazing details. She was sure she never received a gift as expensive or as finely made.

"You like it?" Harry asked. She looked up at him, finding him smiling contently at her.

"I love it," she cooed, smiling back at him.

"I'm glad," he breathed through his pleased expression.

"You spoil me," she said, smirking at him.

"You deserve to be spoiled," he countered immediately.

"Harry," she breathed, biting back her smile as she looked down at the purse again, her face flushing hot.

"You have the most beautiful smile," he told her. She looked back up at him as it completely dropped off her face and she noticed his eyes seemed to shine as he watched her.

"As soon as I tell you your smile is beautiful, you stop smiling," Harry chuckled.

"Your words caught me off guard," she told him honestly, yet her smile still hadn't returned.

"My words are sincere," he told her, his own smile fading off his face.

"Harry," she breathed, her bashfulness impeding all her thoughts. His smile filled his face again and it was contagious, causing her to smile back at him just as wide.

"You're beautiful," he told her again.

"So are you," she replied, this time not missing a beat.

He bit at his bottom lip sensually and her insides wrenched as those damn butterflies took flight and wreaked havoc on her stomach. A giggle bubbled out of her as she shook her head and looked down at the Gucci purse again. She heard Harry chuckle under his breath as he went back to ordering groceries on his phone.

As Tegan transferred her belongings into the Gucci purse, her smile did not leave her face, thinking only of the incredible man who sat just a foot away from her on her bed. He made life so sweet.

When she was finished, she crawled toward him on the bed and he eyed her for a moment before a smirk formed on his lips.

"Are you almost done?" She breathed as she stopped in front of him, their faces only a few inches apart.

"Just waiting on you, love," he breathed, cocking his eyebrow.

"I'm done," she said lowly, leaning in to hover her lips over his.

"Mm. Are you?" He hummed, leaning up to kiss her.

"I am," she giggled against his mouth.

Harry let out a wanton growl, wrapping her in his arms as he tugged her body to his and maneuvered her onto her back, causing giggles to bubble out of her.

"That was quite sexy, Miss Tegan," Harry told her, looking down in her eyes.

"What?" She questioned.

"The way you crawled toward me like that. Mm," he hummed, closing his eyes as he bit his bottom lip.