Letting out a small puff, I get up from the floor and rub my knees. Someone had to clean this room. I look around and once I see that I finished cleaning the whole room, I head to my small closet to pick out clothes. I carry myself to the bathroom where I plan to take a cold shower.
I clean my hair and leave it to dry on my back after the shower. I change into my white summer dress and apply a light coat of mascara onto my eyelash extensions. I put on brown wedges that has a white bow on the toes.
I head downstairs and grab the expensive bag that's laying on the now clean couch and head to my front door. As I open the old wooden door of my apartment, a bouquet of white flowers replaces the usually empty hallway.
"Hello there" I say smiling and take the vase just to see Harry's face. "Hello there stranger." He says in a groggy voice, which he clears up after.
"Where were you going?" He asks kissing my forehead and walking as I open the door wider. "The grocery store. I cleaned out my fridge and pantry today." I smile placing the vase on the coffee table in the small living area.
"Well I'm in town for the weekend, want to do something?" He says patting his thigh, meaning that he wants me to sit on his lap. I get up from my spot and move on to his thick thigh.
I lean down and press a kiss onto his soft lips and just leave them pressed as I mumble onto his lips. "I missed you. It's been a whole month and I wasn't sure if you were going to come this weekend." I pout against his lips.
"I'm sorry babe. I had a lot of stuff to do in France. The head wants me to station there. Please come with me." Harry says leaning his forehead on mine.
Harry is president of a fashion company. His mom, the actual owner, is starting to spread the company across the world and now wants Harry to take charge in France. He's been trying to convince me for a year now to go with him but I have denied each one proposal. Although sometimes I do want to say fuck it and go.
"What's in it for me?" I ask sitting up straight.
He smiles and starts rambling...
"The view from the bathtub, the view from the bedroom, the view from the kitchen, the view from the couch of the main living room"
I let out a soft giggle as he basically lists all the parts of the house we can have sex. "Okay". I whisper in the middle of his ramble.
"Really?" He smiles. "I just don't have anything for me here." I smile sadly. He gives me a small smile then smiles with his teeth. "I help you out. Lets get the heck out of here, a baby girl."
He throws me over his shoulder and walks to my bedroom.
"Well damn daddy, there goes my plans for today."
