Before Gemma even put the car in park, Julie saw the door to the house swing open and Harry bound down the steps and over to the car. He opened the door for his mom and then her. He kissed her and smiled. He was a sight for sore eyes after shopping for three and a half long hours. She'd had a great time with Anne and Gemma, but shopping was still not her thing.
"Did you have fun, love?" Harry asked as he went to the trunk of the car and helped grab some bags. "Holy hell, letting the three of you lose is not a good idea." He shook his head. "Go on in, I'll bring the bags in." When Julie started to protest, he shook his head. "You guys start unpacking it all. I'll get them in the house."
Gemma grabbed Julie's arm and pulled her towards the door. "Don't argue with him when he's actually being useful. We have so much to teach you." She said as she laughed at Harry's groan.
"Gem, just, shut up." Harry growled walking behind them. He was ecstatic to see his sister and his mum take to Julie. He also knew that it was a bit overwhelming for his stubborn and hard-headed girlfriend. He hoped his mum and Gemma could show her what it was like to have someone other than her small family and Amanda. She deserved to be shown the love from the world. Well, at least his world. His family and his friends. He wanted them to become her family and her friends as well. After four trips to and from the car, he finally set the last of the bags in the kitchen. "There, my work is done."
"No, it's not." Julie turned around and told him.
"What do you mean no it's not? I thought you weren't letting us men folk into the kitchen." He said leaning against the counter.
"Oh, we aren't." Julie smiled at him. "But, we need dinner, because we are going to be cooking in here, the desserts and some of the salads for tomorrow. So, you're going to be grilling us some dinner."
"I am?" He shook his head. "And who volunteered me for this?"
"I did." Julie said shrugging. "You would never turn me down. Not when it comes to making sure your mom and sister and I are well fed."
Harry scrunched his eyebrows together. "Yeah, so you're right." He shook his head again. "So right." He watched as Julie took out the premade burgers and some cobs of corn. She pulled out some vegetables and took the cutting board from his mum. "Burgers, corn, and mixed vegetables? Nice."
"Think you can handle throwing them on the grill and flipping them every now and again?" Julie asked cutting up some vegetables and putting them in some tinfoil with some seasoning.
Harry laughed as in the final tinfoil he noticed she only put in potatoes, carrots, and a little bit of broccoli. "Ah, my healthy girl loves vegetables so much."
Julie shrugged. "Hey, I'm eating carrots and broccoli. You should be happy."
"Thrilled." Harry said taking the tray. "Ok girls, have fun. But not too much fun without me."
As Harry flipped the burgers for the last time and put the cheese on top of some of them, he felt arms slip around his waist from behind. He smiled and then cleared his throat. "Um, excuse me. But I have a girlfriend. She may be a bit on the crazy side, so maybe this isn't such a good idea."
Julie laid her head against his back and groaned. "I'm too tired and too hungry to deal with your smart mouth right now."
"Well, wait til you deal with my girlfriend's. I'm no match for her." He chuckled setting the spatula down and turning towards her wrapping his arms around her so she was snuggly settled into his side.
"Shut up, Harry." Julie said closing her eyes with her arms still wrapped around his waist. "I had to come out here to get some fresh air. All of this is still a bit much for me to comprehend. Standing in there basically instructing your mom and sister on what to do, well, I almost started crying every 10 minutes." She admitted taking in a deep breath of his scent.
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