My Salvation

20.) Everything Changes

"We have all the time in the world" He smiles out of the window like he knows something I don't. I hate that, and he knows it. Probably why he does it.

"Can we go back to your place then?" I ask shyly, looking down at my lap. I don't know how he takes the question, but knowing him he takes it dirty. "I-I didn't mean it like that. I was just-"

"It's nothing really. I was kinda hoping you said that. I'm really tired and would like to chill" He states smiling at me, and my nod of approval makes him drive off and onto the streets.

This car ride is different. it didn't seem intense, or awkward like it usually is when we ride together. I feel at ease. Not like I have to please him. I look out the window and see the beautiful trees out. "Yes they are but your more beautiful." Harry smiles looking over to me while he puts his hand on my thigh.

"Ugh why do you always do that?" I push his hand away knowing he's read my mind once again.

"Well your so quiet all the time, I have to see what has you so entranced, and to be very honest I don't see why you feel like you have to please me. I'm not a lord or anything" He says seriously. Fucking inside jokes.

"No you aren't but you are a king and I don't really want to talk about this right now." I huff silently afraid to upset him.

"Alright then, were here anyway." We pull up to his house and I get flashbacks of what happened the last time I was here. A shiver runs down my spine, and Harry gets out the car and walks in front of me to his house.

We walk in, I take off my shoes, run to his couch, and plop down on it. A giggle erupts from my throat when I see Harry shocked still standing at the door with his mouth wide open, and his eyes bulging. "What in the hell do you think your doing Ms. Brenna!" I get up and sit my chin on the back off the couch to look at him.

"I'm getting comfy. Now come on!" I giggle and wink at him. I fall back on the couch to shield my blushing face away from him. Why did I wink at him?

"I don't know, but baby please don't stop!" He playfully moans and falls on top of me from behind the couch. His previous statement referring to my thoughts that he once again was reading. I slap him on top of his head, and glare at him before he takes my wrist, and pins it above my head.

"Once with a wink and now your hitting me. My, My your awfully kinky today." he smirks, and his voice is so playful it makes me roll my eyes.

" Says the person who has me pinned to his couch." Challenged as i raise my eyebrow.

"Oh bre this is not kinky compared to the things I want to do to you." His voice goes soft as if he was afraid of my reaction. I felt myself quiver beneath him, as I ran my free hand down his chest and stomach.

"Show me."