All My Love

Chapter 56

"Thank you." I smile up at Harry while I shove my hands in my jacket pockets and stand up on my tip-toes. He leans down, giving me a quick peck and landing another one.

"We don't have to go skate if you don't want to." Harry tells me as we start walking to his car.

"Oh no, don't try to get out of it now. You have to teach me your skills." I poke his arm and he laughs before moving his left arm behind my neck. This is nice. Super nice. I didn't expect Harry to even want to take me out on a date. I thought we'd always be stuck inside, away from the population. He's always so bitter when it comes to romance but this seems pretty romantic. The air is cold, full moon up in the sky, and Christmas lights hung everywhere you look. "Did you take Nessa on dates?" I ask with curiosity in the back of my throat and he takes a deep breath, letting me note that I don't think he likes me asking about her.

"Of course I did." Harry replies, wondering why I'd even bother asking a question like that. "We did a lot of stuff." He tells me, detaching from me and getting to the driver's side of the car. I move to the passenger and wait for the door to unlock when Harry gets in. "There was a time I took her to the Eiffel tower for an anniversary."

"Well I'm glad to know that your romance hasn't died." I say in a laugh, putting my seatbelt on and he glares playfully over at me. "I've always wanted to visit London, but I'm too scared to fly all the way." I shrug my shoulders at myself and he puts the car in reverse, looking behind as he slowly backs out.

"You have a chance to go back with me." Harry says and I bite my lip. He puts the car in drive, noticing my nervous habit of biting my lip and sets his large hand on my thigh. "I'm not forcing you to go, just know you have awhile to think about it." Harry says sympathetically and I look over at him with a warm smile.

"If I wasn't a chicken and had the money, I probably would." I tell him and he glances over at me a few times with parted lips.

"No. Don't worry about paying for the ticket."

"I definitely would not let you pay for a ticket for me." I say in a disbelief laugh. There is no way I'd let him spend that much money on me just for a plane ticket. I understand Harry has that kind of privilege but I can't accept that.

"Why not? I'm the one inviting you, plus with discounts and air points, it won't be bad. You know my father gives me a monthly allowance and that shit doesn't make a dent in his account." Harry explains to me and I shake my head no. It sometimes makes me jealous that Harry doesn't have to do anything to earn money. I don't like calling him spoiled but he's only had one job since I've met him and his father sends him about five-thousand a month. I know it's because his father wasn't in his life very much when he was younger and it's a way of making up child support but makes me really jealous. I work hard for my money and he gets handed it without thought.

"That's your money. I wouldn't feel right letting you pay." I tell him and he rolls his eyes.

"Technically we wouldn't even have to pay." Harry points out and I bring my eyebrows together in confusion. "My father owns a private jet, just imagine what we could do up there without anyone around." The corner of Harry's mouth lifts in a smirk and my eyes go wide, realizing what he's meaning. The back of my hand swats his bicep, earning him to let his head fall back in a laugh. "Then again you could suck my dick in the small ass restroom with like hundred people on board but that'd be really fucking uncomfortable considering the space." I slap his arm again, gaping in shock at his mouth.

"You're disgusting."

"Hey, it's just a suggestion. It would probably keep your mind off the whole being up in the air thing." Harry brings his hand off my thigh and places that wrist on top of the steering wheel while he runs his other hand through his hair.