Forever and Always (Sequel to Nothing More, Nothing Less)

Chapter 55

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MAYA’S P.O.V.

            “I don’t wanna get changed though,” Harry fake whined, trying to resist when I stood him in front of his shelves and racks of clothes.

            “I know, you look hot when you’re wearing only boxers,” I winked at him and he beamed. “But I’m telling you to get changed. Sorry.” I stood on my toes to pull a pair of blue jeans off the shelf. I handed them to him, noticing the bulge in his boxers. “Oh come on Harry,” I groaned, throwing my head back and looking at the ceiling of his closet.

            “It’s not my fault my wife is so damn sexy,” Harry smiled and stepped closer to me.

            “What are we going to do with you?” I teased, poking his chest.

            “I can think of a thing or two,” my husband smirked at me and I held back a laugh.

            “Not now mister, we’re both hungry, we’re getting dinner.”

            “I guess you want me to go out looking like this,” Harry shook his head and pulled his white sweater over his head.

            “I’m just saying that you have to learn to control your hormones around me…” I laughed a little bit and Harry started to pull up his jeans. I clenched my jaw and looked into his eyes. I could see the lust in his light green orbs; his pupils almost completely drowned out any trace of green in his eyes, so that there was only a thin light green line bordering his black pupil. Oh god Harry…

            Before I knew it, my back was on the floor of his closet and Harry was on top of me. Everything was going by so quickly. Harry’s sweater and jeans were on the floor next to us and he pulled off my sweater. Harry kissed me with such passion and lust that I didn’t want to say no to him. His hands trailed down my body and they reached my jeans. We both knew what happened next…

            An hour and a half later, Harry and I were waiting in line in McDonald’s. I held Harry’s hand and I could feel eyes on us. Or maybe it was only me. I felt disgustingly skinny, even though I wasn’t drastically underweight. The last time I weighed this much was high school, or maybe college, and that was years and years ago.

            I told Harry what I wanted and he stepped up to the register and ordered for the two of us. My head turned and looked around the somewhat dirty restaurant. I noticed a man with a camera snap a couple pictures of Harry and me then go back to what he was eating.

            Harry handed me two paper cups and asked if I’d go get us both a soda. I nodded and walked to my right where the soda fountains were. I got us both a Coca Cola and put tops on both and grabbed two straws. Harry had paid for our food and was given a tray with our orders on it. He held it with one hand as he started walking over to me. We found a table and I sat down and crossed my legs.

            “Thank you,” I smiled at him and took out my dinner, a cheeseburger and fries. Harry and I never usually ate fast food, so it was the first time in a couple months we’d come here.

            “Mmhmm,” Harry hummed and took out his food as well. We talked quietly to each other about nothing in particular. “So were you being serious about the tattoos?” Harry whispered.