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ten

*Norah's POV*

I woke up around seven o'clock to the sound of my phone ringing and dinging like crazy.

"What the hell?" Harry grumbled as he turned over and draped his arm around my shoulders. I laughed lightly and answered my phone with a yawn.

"Hello?"

"Finally," my mother sighed. "I've been calling you all afternoon Norah, what have you been doing?"

I looked over at Harry's sleeping body and bit my lip as images of earlier flooded into my brain. Images of his head between my thighs, his hips rolling on mine as our moans and groans filled the room.

"I've been busy mom, what's up?"

"Your father and I are coming home and we want to take you out to dinner before I go back to work full time."

"I have plans," I answered quietly.

The line was silent until she cleared her throat and let out a deep breath.

"That's fine, dear. Just promise to be safe with whoever you're with."

"Of course," I said quickly, nodding my head even though she couldn't see me. "Yes ma'am."

"Then I'll see you later honey. Goodbye."

I started to say goodbye but realized that she had already hung up, so I hung up and tossed my phone aside.

"Who was that?" Harry asked, his eyes still closed but a sleepy grin on his lips.

"No one," I smiled as he nuzzled his head into my shoulder. "Don't worry about it."

"Your mom?"

"Yep."

"Cool."

"Are we still going out tonight?" I asked hopefully. He opened one eye and chuckled, his hand wandering down between my sore thighs as I let out a deep breath.

"You still want to?"

"Yes."

He nodded and even though I tried to push his hand away, he began to rub over me in small circles and kiss along my forehead, my eyes fluttering closed as he chuckled.

"Feel good, sweetheart?"

I let out some sort of breathless moan and he moved his lips down to my lips, our mouths molding together in perfect synchronization while he continued.

"We should shower before we go," he said quietly when he let me take a breath. "You smell like sex, baby girl."

"Wonder why that is," I muttered. He left one last kiss to my cheek then stood up, his amazingly defined muscles rippling slightly as he grabbed some boxers from his drawer in my dresser. (Yes, he had his own drawer by now.)

"What underwear baby?"

"Umm, black bra and you can pick some underwear, I don't really care which ones."

"Sweet," he grinned.

I rolled my eyes. "Don't get used to it."

*

We didn't end up getting to the restaurant until around eight because showering together was difficult to say the least. I guess the downside of sleeping with your best friend is that it's all you can think about, so you end up having sex in the shower when you should be getting ready.

"Norah," Harry's voice snapped me out of my own little world. "What do you want to drink, baby?"

"Oh sorry," I smiled up at the waitress. "Just water, thank you."