"Adios, te amo." I tell my mom over the phone.
Harry walks into the kitchen as I hang up.
"Who were you talking to?" Harry asks me.
"My mom." I reply casually.
"You were talking in Spanish can't you?" He questions.
"Yes."
"It's hot." He says with a grin.
"Oh my god!" I say bursting out laughing.
"What?" He asks.
"How in the world is that hot?" I ask.
Harry shrugs his shoulders, "I don't know. It just is." He says before he kisses my shoulders.
