Harry Styles and his wife Elizabeth celebrate their lives together through a series of short stories that weave in and out of time as you experience their love before, during, and after being blessed by children. The stories are a variety of fluff...
"Mmmm." I hum as I feel my husband's arms circle around my neck as his lips attach to my temple in a soft kiss.
"Whatcha readin'?" Harry asks, leaning over the back of the couch, looking at the book I am currently holding.
"Milk and honey!" I roll my head, looking up at my husband, noticing he is shirtless and looking so extremely kissable as a curl flops forward hanging down in front of his eyes. "Wanna join me?"
"Hmm, I was thinkin'..." I feel a kiss against my cheek. "...now that Grace is asleep..." his lips brush against my jaw, and I sigh. "....we can have mum and dad time..." I let out a small moan at the feeling of the suction from Harry's mouth of my neck. "...in the hot tub."
"Oh were you?" I say with a slight giggle. "I need my swimsuit." I close my book and set it next to me on the couch. The spontaneity of my husband is making butterflies fly around every inch of my stomach.
"I've got the monitor, and I'll grab some wine." Harry kisses my cheek as he starts to make his way to the kitchen. "I'll meet yeh in the pool!" My eyes follow Harry's tight little bum as he goes to get the wine. His legs look good in his bright pink swim trunks that land about mid thigh. "Get dressed! I know my arse looks good, but I want alone time with my wife!" Harry says loudly, and I can hear the smirk in his voice.
Jumping off the couch, I run down the hall and into the bedroom. My navy blue bikini is still wet from this afternoon, so I decide to go with my black bikini top and pineapple printed bottoms. Stripping off my clothes, I slide on my swimming suit. I walk into the bathroom, pulling my hair into a top knot so that it will stay dry.
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The LA air hits my skin as I walk into the back yard. I spot Harry as he leans over the edge of the hot tub as he looks at the California sky.
Stepping into the hot water, my skin prickles at the warmth. Harry hears the sploshing of water from my feet, and he turns around. A sexy smirk appears on his face, and it makes my body explode with tingles.
"I like the pineapples." He says with a cheeky sound in his voice.
"I like the pink." I tease in the same tone. I sink my body into the hot water, moving slowly over to my husband.
"Wine, darling?" Harry holds up a glass of white wine, moving it towards me. I move my body closer, sitting next to him, placing my legs over his lap.
"Thank you, love." I take the wine from Harry, lifting the glass to my lips and taking a small sip. "How was Jeffery today?"
"Mmm." Harry hums, placing his glass of wine on the side of the hot tub." Jeffery was lovely. We had a good meeting. We talked about venues for tour. I'm chuffed to play in a few new places if I'm honest." I watch his eyes light up as he talks about the locations he will play for his fans. It makes my heart happy to know he loves his job. He loves to play music and perform live.
