When you tell the world you're mine

Chapter 23: Samba

After the sunset they decided to take a stroll on the beach. Harry was surprised when Carol simply joined hands with him, intertwining their fingers. She smiled at him and they took off their shoes to walk on the sand. Bill was following them closely behind and was way too happy to see Harry with someone as special and nice as Carol. Even though his boss said he wasn't falling for her, he knew it'd be only a matter of time.

Carol stopped at a nearby kiosk and asked for two açaí bowls with banana, strawberries and kiwi. She paid for it and gave one to Bill and shared hers with Harry.

"What is this?" Harry looked at the purple ice cream like thing she was giving him.

"This is another Brazilian trademark. Açaí is a fruit from the North of the country, specially Amazon. In the south east, where we are now, we eat like this ice cream and with fruits, but in the north they eat the salty version of it with rice and beans." she said sitting by his side and eating a spoonful. "Come on, open up." She put some in the spoon and approached it to his mouth. He opened and tasted not really wanting to, but he learned something in that moment: if Carol wanted something from him, she'd get something from him. It was different from everything he had eaten before, but it was delicious and he soon ate half of the bowl she ordered. And when Bill saw his boss eating, he gave it a shot, because up until now he was looking at it with suspicious eyes. Both men asked for another bowl when they finished theirs.

"Brazil's becoming my favorite country ever." He said nuzzling his nose on her neck while she laughed.

"We do have our gems, Your Royal Highness." she answered smooching him.

He laughed and was giving her spoonfuls of açaí, but still eating the most part of it. His phone started buzzing in his pocket and he got it to see who the call was from. It was Skippy. He activated speaker so Carol could listen to what he was about to say.

"Hey, looser. Where the fuck are you at? We're hitting the pub tonight and you're not here." he heard his friend's voice over the phone.

"Don't get your knickers in a twist, wanker. We're in our way." Harry answered mid laugh.

"Stop making out with her and making your mates late." Skippy said and Carol blushed when she heard it.

"Fuck off, Skippy." Harry answered and ended the call.

"How does he know about us?" she asked him. She didn't want them to know they had sex. But deep down she felt that her friends knew what was going to happen before herself.

"Well... the way you two behaved at the pool today made it pretty clear if I say so myself." Bill jumped right in when they got up to go back to the hotel. Carol was blushing again and Harry was shooting daggers at his bodyguard.

"Thank you for your input, William." Harry said taking Carol's hands again and walking out of the sand to go back to the hotel. They were silent for the whole ride.

The only thing they didn't notice was a girl with her phone taking a blurry picture of the prince with the stunning brunette leaving the beach together. The girl saw them when they arrived and recognized Harry instantly, but she couldn't for the life of her find her phone inside her beach bag, and by the time she borrowed her friend's they were already leaving and everything she got was a blurry and distant picture of the couple holding hands.

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They were really late when they arrived back at the hotel, the boys were at the bar having a drink while the girls where getting ready upstairs. Carol did the best she could to shower and get ready fast, so she grabbed the first thing she saw in her luggage and put on. She did her make up, fastened her earrings and put on her shoes. She was ready in a bit more than 20 minutes. They were waiting in the lobby for her and she was out of the elevator running up to them. Harry gulped loudly when he saw her. It was almost comic he was acting like a teenager boy, but he couldn't help it and she sure wasn't being a good sport and helping him.