Until I Find You Again // Book One

Chapter 20

I stared at the empty screen in front of me. It was 9:30 p.m. It had been 3 more days since Harry had almost spoken to me. We'd made a Skype date before he'd left. One night in bed, after a particularly intimate night for both of us.

I was lying on my stomach, the sheet pulled up just to my hips, my hands tucked under my cheek. His fingertips were trailing down the indent in my back. I shivered slightly and giggled,

"Stoooppp...it tickles." I whined.

He was balancing his cheek on his hand, looking down at me, a wide smile stretched across his face. He too only had the sheet pulled up to his hips,

"You better get it while you can..." He teased.

I side eyed him,

"All you think about is sex."

He leaned down and kissed my bare shoulder before coming back up,

"What do you expect? My girlfriend is smokin' hot. I can't believe she won't let me keep her naked all the time."

"Because she has a 5 year old to take care of."

He scoffed,

"Details."

I took a hand out from under my cheek and reached out to drag my fingertip along the black lines of his swallows,

"Since you can't exercise some self control for a few hours...how are you gonna do it for 5 weeks?"

He raised his eyebrows,

"Visits. You are visiting aren't you?"

"Yeah, but you can't even keep your hands to yourself for an hour."

He shot me a look, shivering a bit as his eyes drooped,

"Well if you stopped doing that maybe I could concentrate on something other than how hard I am right now."

"See? Not even an hour."

He sighed,,

"Skype? FaceTime?"

"You'll be busy. We should schedule them out."

"We don't need to schedule them out, we'll Skype every night. Then you can show me some leg, maybe a boob."

"Just one?"

"I'd prefer both but something tells me you won't get that naked for me over something that can be hacked." My eyes widened and he laughed, "Kidding...kidding..."

"Ok smarty pants...let's make a bet. I bet you can't go a week without seeing me before you blow."

His eyes widened,

"Interesting choice of words...." I poked him in the side and he jerked away, laughing, "Ok...ok. Fine. One week. Exactly one week after I leave at 9:30 p.m. London time. We'll Skype."

I held up my pinky,

"You're going to cave in an hour."

He wrapped his pinky around mine and pulled,

"Don't be so sure, Granger. I never lose a bet."

"Alright...if you lose, I get to read one of your journals. The one that's the most juicy. With the most mentions of me."

He raised his eyebrows,

"Oh really?" I nodded, "Alright, alright. And if you lose...I get to..." He thought for a moment, "You have to be naked on that Skype call." He finished as he rolled me onto my back and crawled on top of me, slotting himself between my legs. I tangled my fingers in the hair on the back of his neck,