…Five Years Later…
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Gemma’s POV:
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“Auntie Gem! Auntie Gem!” I smile at the little girl bouncing over my thighs. “(I coo) What is it my lovely Didi?” She blushes, while attempting to stand up on my thighs. Her little hands steady on my shoulder, holding her tiny legs, avoiding a fall. She pushes her rosy lips over my cheeks, before giggling innocently. “Awe! Could I give you a kiss back?” She nods, falling on my thighs again. I kiss both of her chubby cheeks, making her laugh.
“What’s with all of the noise?” A manly voice appears in the room, making Diora clap her hands in celebration. “Daddy!” She squeals in happiness, while Harry carries her in his arms. “Where’s Mommy, little baby?” She shakes her head, while wrapping her small hand around Harry’s neck. “She’s in the kitchen.” I tell him, as he gives his daughter a funny look. “Let’s go surprise mommy, alright?” She nods rapidly, earning a kiss on her cheek from Harry. He walks with his daughter slowly, trying to avoid making a noise of his boots.
Diora is a combined beauty of Harry and Harmony's features. She has those perfect light brown curls, just like Harry. Her icy blue eyes match the colour of Harmony’s. She has her purity, and his care at the same time. She has her honesty, and his playfulness. She, one day, will be the dream bride to a very lucky man. I never worried, and never will, since Harmony and Harry are providing their daughter with all the love they share. The love that Harmony and Harry share, was able to create this magnificent little girl; she is a jewel just like her mother... just like her father.
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Harmony’s POV:
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Easter is such an amazing holiday. But what is more fascinating is that I now get to celebrate it with a family of my own.“(Her soft voice squeals) Pica-boo!” I pretend to be scared in a funny matter, making my jewel laugh with the king of my heart. “Mommy’s scared! We did it daddy! We did it!” Harry keeps a hold of her in one arm, stretching the other to high five our daughter.
The image of her tiny hand, clapping with Harry’s huge palm; is one of the fascinating moments that I get to witness as a mother. He places her on the floor, crouching down to her length.“Go call auntie Gem to come have dinner, little baby.” She nods, lifting her legs in a bouncy matter; leaving me with my man.
“Missed me, pretty face?” He smirks, while walking towards me. “(I challenge playfully) Not so much. I need a change in men.You're growing older, and I'm still young.” He raises own eye brow up, chuckling with me at our silliness. I grab his necktie, forcing him to walk faster towards me. I wait no longer to place my lips over his, as his hands snake around my waist.
“(He pulls away, joking his words) Its so much easier to hug you, now that you’ve returned to your normal waist. Diora took such a big space, huh?” I swat his arm, fake pouting. “(He speaks in his seductive tone) Now its easier to slip those panties down your lo-…” I place my hand over Harry’s mouth, once Gemma enters; holding Diora in her arms.
“Mommy what’s panties?” I glare at Harry, before we all burst out in laughter at the innocence of our little princess. All my life, I was choked with regulations, but once I broke free; I found that my life is much easier with me being in control. The only Binding Rules left for me, are being a lover and a mother…
...The End...
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Binding Rules
FanfictionAmbition & optimism are the two things, anyone needs to be able to succeed in their lives. Sometimes, in rare occasions, a person must drop the rule book of life; to achieve their goal. This goal could be a dream, a life plan, or even a love to a pe...
