Something Infinite

Chapter 54

Jen's POV

January thirteen, two thousand and sixteen, finally crept upon me as I laid in my bed, awakening from my slumber. Harry was still lightly snoring beside me, my head bopping up and down to the rhythm of his rising chest. I couldn't believe I'd spent two years with this man as my boyfriend, well, for the most part.

I didn't know exactly how this even worked, because we hadn't really been together for two years, there was a seven month break between us being together. However, a year ago today, we both gave into temptation, and we saw the result of that night. Not only did we end up back together, but we gained another connection between us, that would bond us for life.

My little girl was growing more and more everyday, it was hard to believe that a year ago I was creating her, without even knowing or intending to. So today was special for two reasons- one being it was our anniversary, and two being it was the day we made our daughter.

I wanted to do something special for Harry, since he was always doing something to surprise me. I hadn't really organised a date for us since his twentieth birthday in Ireland, and I missed his last, so I had told him a week ago not to plan anything, because this was all on me, I wanted to make this night memorable.

I'd been in talks with my mum all week about it, as she was an events manager, so what better person to help me organise something grand and romantic. Tonight was going to be romantic, people wouldn't really understand how I pulled this date off, I barely understood how I managed to have this all planned out, but it was happening.

"I like when you do that," Harry's groggy voice startled me, as I outlined his chest tattoos with my finger. I found his artwork fascinating, I often caught myself tracing his skin, without even meaning to, it was a habit.

"Good morning," I lifted myself on top of him, bending down to kiss him.

"I also like this view, I could get used to it," he smirked, and I knew exactly what he was imagining right now.

"Too early for that," I dismissed the idea before he even suggested it.

"It's never too early for a ride, especially not when it's our anniversary...giddy up," he flexed his arms behind his head, waiting for me to meet his apparent needs.

"Sure," I removed my shirt, taking him by surprise.

"Are you serious?" His face lit up like a kid on Christmas morning.

"No, I'm going in the shower," I laughed, climbing off him to retreat to our bathroom.

"That was so mean- you can't just dangle a treat in front of a puppy's face, and then throw it away like that," he complained from the bed, as I turned the steaming water on.

"You'll live, I haven't heard any stories about a man dying from not getting sex on demand," I called out to him, stepping into the warm stream.

"Maybe not, but I've heard a story about a woman dying because she got f*cked so hard, her vagina imploded and she bled to death," he followed me in, pushing me against the wall.

"Are you serious?" I was horrified at the story.

"No, was worth seeing that face though," he laughed, letting his hair drench in the warm water as he flung his head back.

"Why are you like this? I can't handle you," I shook my head, pushing him to the opposite wall, so I could proceed with my shower.