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SIXTY FIVE

Carrington Hill

I found myself on my own once I woke up the next morning, my body only covered in a long, oversized shirt under the white hotel quilt. It was bright and raining outside when I turned my head to the big windows that were protected with the curtains, the heel of my palm rubbed the sleep out of my eyes easily. A yawn fell from my lips as I pulled the quilt higher up on me, I leaned over the bedside table to grab my phone and unlock it.

I grinned to myself as I locked it again and placed it screen down on my stomach. I crossed my arms over my eyes and giggled quietly at the memories from yesterday and last night. It was all so surreal and I was so happy. Everything seemed to have been working out nicely and I was pretty content with life then.

I mean, I had a pretty successful career and found the love of my life. Things couldn't have been any better and frankly, I was alright with that.

My lips curled up as soon as my gorgeous boyfriend came into view, his body hidden under the soft material of the robe that the hotel provided us with. After all the money he paid, I thought that was an essential. His goofy smile made me giggle as he climbed on the bed, his arms and legs on either side of me. Harry leaned down and kissed me, his lips soft and warm. They tasted of toothpaste a little.

"Good morning, pretty girl," he nudged his nose against mine as his words filled my ears. I moved my arms around his neck and smiled a little as I kissed him again. "Mmm," he hummed into the kiss quietly which caused my lips to curl upwards.

I loved when he did that.

"Good morning."

"Mine's pretty good if I say so myself," he giggled in my neck, goose bumps covered the skin and my lips slightly parted as he pressed a kiss on it. I licked my lips which quickly took up the shape of an 'o' as a soft moan escaped. "I wanna love you. Can I?"

"You can," I sighed, my smile wide as the acrylics on my nails ran along his back, still covered with his robe. "Please, do," I added.

And he did. He loved me like he did last night, and before that. He made it special as his skin glided against mine, hands wandered all over my body until it finally reached to mine. He made it special with his kisses, touches and look that he blessed me with. He knew me like no one ever before, which, to me, was crazy. We were only about to roll onto a year of our anniversary, yet I thought he knew me better than anyone.

Harry moaned right next to my ear as I felt him twitch inside of me, his body tiredly fell on mine as his heart was beating like it was about to break out of his chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he hid his face in mine, mouth open as he was gasping for air. I kissed his shoulder and it felt warm under my lips. With my fingers running through his hair, long nails gently scratching his head, he let out a content sigh and I smiled.

"Elle," he murmured. My eyebrows furrowed at the name, my mind quickly trying to put pieces together to figure out who he could have been on about.

"Hey?" I asked, confused as to why he said it so randomly.

"I love that name," he confessed though I was still confused. "What do you think of it?"

"It actually always had been in my top favourite names," I told him honestly.

"So, you wouldn't mind naming our baby girl Elle, right?"

"No, I'd love that," I smiled. "What about a boy name?"

"Hmmm," he hummed while he laid down next to me then sat up not a moment later. I pushed myself up on the bed as well and saw as he took the condom off. "I haven't really thought about boy names. I just somehow feel like if I'm ever going to have children, my first born will be a girl."