Palas

27. "You could just take off your shirt."

"So show me the list," he says as soon as we are both settled down.

Harry got two waters from a stand behind us that I am sipping quietly as my free hand struggles to get the letter from my tight pocket.

"Stand up," he says and I lift my hips of the seat so that Harry can grab the letter that sticks out eagerly. "Let's see."

His eyes scan the paper, the first part is private but I feel like Harry already knows what my father wrote anyway.

"You're father came here with your mother?" He ask his eyes looking to mine for a moment.

"Yes," I shrug.

"That's interesting, don't you think?"

"No, not really."

"Oh." He almost mouths it before he continues reading.

"I knew I was right," he mumbles when he's at the end of the letter. I decide to watch the sea - that is still dead calm.

'Yeah, yeah." I roll my eyes and he just sniggers as he reads the actually list.

"Well the first one is easy, well... they all are."

"For you maybe. I can manage a haircut but I'm not going on a Ferris Wheel. And I wouldn't even know what he means by doing something he won't do. The man isn't afraid of anything."

"A Ferris Wheel? Really?" He says ignoring the rest.

I roll my eyes again, this time for him to see. Yes of course I am serious.

"They scare the shit out of me," I admit getting more annoyed with the second with either the list or Harry.

"You would go on a rollercoaster?"

"Yes." I shrug, he clearly doesn't get the point of how scary a Ferris Wheel can be. "Look, I once had a horrific experience with a Ferris Wheel. You try staying stuck on the top alone," I tell him and his features soften a bit.

"When did that happen?"

"I was around nine I think. There was this fair and I was alone with my dad. He didn't feel like coming with me; I don't know the exact reason but I believe he was busy chatting with someone. So I got money to go alone and guess what?"

"It got stuck?" He guesses right.

"Exactly, and I was right on top. It took my dad ten minutes before he even noticed though. As a nine year old, you're cured for the rest of your life," I say to him and he still can't help but giggle.

"What about water glides then?" He questions.

"I once almost drowned," I deadpan.

"You had an adventures life already, Lexie." He smiles but he can't hide that in fact he's laughing at me.

"Thanks to my dad yeah."

"And skinny dipping? Now we know how you were conceived." He purses his lips constantly failing to hide his amusement.

"I'll just lie about that one," I tell him ignoring the rest.

"I can help you with all the rest, but I don't think I can control myself if I went skinny dipping with you," he says and a flash of warmth travels through my body.

He looks as if he's joking and I hope he is.

"Oh another note, we're definitely going to the fair tonight," he states throwing me off guard.

"No we're not."

"Yes, we are. No doubt about it."

"I promised Niall that I was going to Little Italy," I say in hopes he'll drop it for now.