Christina's P.O.V. ~
Saturday Morning ..
I woke up slowly to the sound of someone singing very angel-like in my ear. I opened my eyes carefully and saw that it was Harry. His face was a couple inches away from mine.
"Good morning, sweetheart. Are you ready to go?" He asked me, kissing me on the lips.
"It's Saturday already?" I asked, rubbing both of my eyes.
"Yes, babe. So, did you already pack everything that you're going to bring with us?"
"Yeah, I think so. Let me just check one more time to see if I'm leaving something."
***
"Would you like anything for breakfast?" I asked Harry, opening the fridge and looking at him.
"Olivia told me earlier that you make some nice-ass sandwiches." He said, laughing.
"Well, then what would you like on your sandwich, sir?" I asked, trying to act french.
"Lettuce and Tomato, Ma'am. Jolly good show!" He answered, laughing again.
He was so cute.
"Will that be all, Master Harold?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, Ms. Christina. Thank you." He said, hugging me and kissing both of my cheeks.
"Sure thing, Master Harold." I said, taking a bow.
We're such dorks, I swear.
But frankly, we don't give a shit
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