Something Infinite

Chapter 29

Jen's POV

For the first time in a long time, I finally felt like I was truly content with life, and every aspect of it. I had no baggage, no unresolved feelings, no secrets or demons to battle, I guess I was finally clean.

My past burnt to ashes with every fibre of that paper, covered with the ink which exposed my inner feelings and locked away hurt I didn't want Harry to see, hurt I had tried hard to forget about.

He knew everything now, all of me, and I wouldn't have it any other way. He still loved and accepted me for who I was, no matter how many mistakes I made, because love was blind to faults, especially his love to my faults.

The past was well and truly in the past though, and now I was looking forward to building my future with him, with nothing weighing on my shoulders anymore.

I stood in the doorway of our bedroom with my morning tea, watching him play with Mia in bed. He laid on his stomach, while she was under him, her little fingers getting caught up in his hair as he blew raspberries on her tiny stomach.

Who would have thought two years on from our initial meeting, that my mornings would start with a view like this. It was still surreal to see how far Harry and I had come this year, considering this time last year we weren't even together.

"I wouldn't mind making another one of you with your mummy," he spoke to her with such brightness and happy in his demeanour. You could see in his eyes just how in love he was with her, and it gave me a feeling of overwhelming happiness that I gave him such a precious gift.

"Are you ever going to talk back? Even a da da would suffice," he questioned her, making me laugh.

"And how long have you been standing there for?" His head snapped to look in my direction.

"Not too long...you know there's going to be a day where she does talk back to you, and you'll be telling her to stop."

"As long as she doesn't get smart with me like her mother, then we won't have issues."

"Oh you think the only issues a father has with his daughter is her chatting back? That's cute babe. You're in for a very rude awakening when she's a teenager. The back chat will be the least of your worries," I laughed at his ignorance to raising a teenage girl.

I wasn't the best teen, nor was Sam, we both got into our fair share of mischief, causing our dad grief. Mum was always more lenient and understanding, but dad, if he had it his way we would have been locked up every weekend.

"As long as she puts her studies first, doesn't smoke, doesn't drink, doesn't do drugs or hang out with the wrong crowd, then I'll be a happy father. My baby girl wouldn't do anything to upset me, I could never be mad at her," he kissed her cheek a dozen times.

"Wait until she comes home and tells you she's going on her first date," I tried to wind him up, just for a laugh.

"She will not be dating until she graduates," he said quite firmly.

"Oh okay, did that rule apply to you when you were a teen? I certainly didn't wait until I graduated."

"No little punk is going to even have the chance to break her heart. We're putting her in an all girls school."

It was amusing that he was already planning her future out, taking every precaution possible for her to have as little male interaction as possible. An over protective father already, I could already see the fireworks when Mia grew up.

"She will have to date eventually Harry, she's not going to be single forever. You can't just keep her locked up."

"She's my daughter, no ones good enough for her in my eyes."