The Swift-Styles Family (Book II)

3 - Taylor

Taylor's POV

' Honey wake up ', Harry shakes my body gently, which I reply by shaking my head.

' I want to sleep a bit more. Pretty please ', I plead, pouting my lips with my eyes still closed. Harry sighs.

' At least get up and wear a robe or something. It's already 9 a.m. And where's Tessa anyway? She usually comes home by 8 ', he says as he turns on the hairdryer to dry his wet locks.

' She's probably off with a friend or something. It's okay I know Jack has everything under control ', I reply with my voice muffled as the pillow's on top of my head.

I notice that I feel colder than usual. Usually in December, I will rarely feel cold in my house as the heater always works perfectly.

' Wake up, Taylor. You don't want Tessa to see you naked when she gets home, do you? ', Harry says again, his voice drowning under the hair dryer's sound.

I'M NAKED.

Wait what?!

I quickly pull the duvet until it reaches my chin. ' Did we...? '

' We did. Your idea ', Harry shoots me an answer a millisecond after. 

' Oh My God ', I groan, covering my face. I can my whole body blushing. He laughs.

' What's wrong? I'm your husband after all. Now get up before I do something silly ', he says, half grinning.

' No you won't ', I yawn, still reluctant to move.

' Are you sure? ', he turns off the hair dryer and walks toward me. My gaze follow his alertly. I scream before he can reach me then sprint for the bathroom.

' You devil ', he laughs, chasing after me. I am about to close the door but Harry stops me. His strong force disable me from fully closing the door.

' Let me shower! ', I say in a high pitched voice, laughing so hard.

' Give me a morning kiss ', he says, shoving his head through the little space left of the unclosed door. I give up, since I couldn't hold it any longer. When I stop pushing the door, it moves extremely fast towards me with Harry stumbling along. I laugh.

I leap onto Harry and wrap my legs around his waist, arms draped around his neck. Softly,I brush my lips against his. He replies my kiss, giving me an intense one. He slowly moves downwards, pecking me on my neck. I feel a tingling sensation as he does that. I know for sure that he is tempted for more.

' You only asked for a morning kiss. That's the only thing that you'll get ', I whisper to Harry, reminding him. He pouts his lips, a little disappointed but carries me to the tub then gently put me down.

' Now get out ' I say as he eyes my whole nudity. He rolls his eyes, kisses me on my forehead then walks out of the bathroom, leaving the door ajar.

' Close the door please! ' I shout but he replies an alluring no.

So much for a little privacy.

I roll my eyes. I think of myself very lucky to have a very wonderful husband, along with the most amazing daughter on earth. I hope I will live long enough to take care of them and see them grow old in front of my eyes.

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Tomorrow is my birthday. The media is already full of my birthday wishes even though the day has not really come yet. Harry and Tessa have been out the whole day, I wonder what they're up to. I mean, I know they're planning a surprise for me, that's too blatant already. But I wonder what's the surprise.