Forced To Be With Him 24/7

Chapter 38

On Friday, after he tours me the city and the two bodyguards I hired come in very handy, he makes plans with Nadine and Jeff. They plan an A-lister party and decide that it will be at the Azoff mansion and we will stay overnight so Harry and Jeff can work all day tomorrow and I can be there to take notes and add in. Harry tells me Glenn is a wonderful lady and Jeff's girlfriend which I can talk to if I get bored.

I start the day with my period ending and the glee that comes with that. Its a particularly short one since its because of the abortion. Every little reminder I get about my mistakes pour cold water over my shoulders but I try to look forward. My only console is that Harry is not too hurt by my decisions. Not yet at least.

I open some music as I take his button down from the chair and swing it onto my naked body. I love wearing his clothes. They are too big for me and they are laced with his heavenly smell.

Amy Winehouse blasts through the sound system singing Valery as I start to make bacon and pancakes. Its a very American meal for a British but Harry loves food and apparently my cooking.

The privacy of this house allows me to waltz around the house in only his shirt and I love the silk on my thighs.

I start to sing along and dance as I do the last pancake and flip it on the pan before putting it on the plate along with the others.

Harry has enough food in that fridge to feed an army.

I put the stack of pancakes on the table filled with fresh squeezed orange juice for me and tea with milk for him with bacons, eggs and pancakes along with syrup and strawberries, his favorite.

Just as I start to tie my hair up, making the shirt reach my hips bones, he strolls into the kitchen in his underwear.

His eyes are barely open, hair messed up and steps sloppy when he sees me and his eyes go wide.

A cocky grin places on his lips as he takes big steps to me and grabs me, making me squeal and him to laugh.

He places me on the cold tile of the isle and I shiver as I wrap my legs around him, his morning erection pressing in between my thighs.

"We should have breakfast first." I say as his hands reach my back and he holds onto me with hungry eyes.

"I missed desert last night anyway." He says as his eyes move to my bare hips and thighs.

"It will turn cold." I say as I look at the food I worked an hour for.

"Okay we'll eat first but I can't promise anything for afterwards when you look like this." He says and moves away, helping me down.

"Really?" I toy with him as he sits down and I sit down next to him.

"Really." He says raising his eyebrows and puts his hand on my thigh.

"If I knew you would dress like this here, I would move to LA permanently." He jokes as he stuffs a whole pancake in this mouth.

I laugh at the moans he makes from the taste as I eat my bacon. Its really good.

We try to make dirty talk as we eat but the food captivates too much attention and we find each other stuffing our cheeks with the warm and delicious food.

"Oh my god please come live with me." He says as he takes three strawberries in one fork and downs them together.

I laugh at it, finishing my juice when he stops and chuckles.

"Live with me." He repeats. I choke on my juice and put it down on the table.

"What?" I ask as his face grows a smile and he reaches out and holds my hand.