Part 71

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(Warning: mature content)

My eyes flutter open as I feel extremely hot and sweaty. The bed sheet is sticking to my bare arms. I look down and see Harry head laying on my stomach with his arm wrapped around my hips. I wore my camisole and panties in the middle of the night. It kinda felt weird to sleep naked and that to next to a naked guy. Harry is still naked, though the comforters are covering his body upto his waist and my legs too.

I look at Harry's long brown curls. He's snoring softy. The sunlight from the French window is making his skin glow...literally.

I still can't believe what happened last night. It was mind blowing-ly amazing. God! The feeling of being to close and intimate with someone, especially with Harry. I'm sure I wouldn't have felt the same if I were with someone else. It's kinda addicting. And I do want to feel it again. Why haven't I done this before? Though I regret not being a little brave and not doing whatever we did before, I'm glad it is Harry with whom I'm experiencing these things. He's not only gentle, but knows exactly what to do. His skilled fingers have definitely impressed me.

But will Harry and I have only this kind of a relationship? Where we have one night stands? Where we won't actually be in a relationship but will just be physically involved? I really don't want it to be that way. I love Harry and as everyday passes, I'm falling harder and harder for him. Last night's episode has only made this tougher for me. If I confront him and if he says that he just wants to be friends and nothing more, what am I going to do? Should I continue being friends and not have any kind of a sexual relationship? (which I know will be impossible) Or should I agree on being friends and have a sexual relationship?

I feel my body heat up as images from last night flash through my mind. I shut my eyes and open them again, not wanting to get all turned on and distracted again.

I have to talk to him and clear this shit out before I start over thinking and ruining it even more than what has already been ruined.

I look at the wall clock on top of the door. It's 6:45. I have a shoot this afternoon and before that I need to take my luggage and check into the hotel. There we are going to have a meeting with Oliver at 10 and will leave to go on to the locations he has listed out. I'll be meeting my beautiful friend Emma today too. I'm actually a little excited to see her. I know it hasn't been long, but her presence makes me feel a little positive. As if everything will be alright. She had this aura, which affects everyone around her.

I slowly and carefully, move Harry's arm off my hips. I hold Harry's head and wiggle out only to put his head back on the mattress softly. Thankfully, he doesn't wake up. He snores and sniffs, but then goes back into his deep slumber.

I tip toe all the way to my bag and take out my toothbrush and toothpaste from the front pocket. I then try to open the zipper to take out some fresh clothes to wear today, but the stupid zipper is making noise as I pull it open. I stop when I hear Harry letting out a moan and turns to sleep on his back.

I let out a sigh. I'll just take them out whenever he's awake. The towels in the bathroom will suffice for now. I tip toe towards the bathroom and slowly close the door behind me. The door didn't make as much noise as the zipper. I didn't get to drool over the bathroom last night, since I was dead tired. The bathroom is as royal as the rest of the house. The tiles are white matte Laguna with the walls having the brick like effect. There's a glass shower cubicle in the far left corner, which is big enough to fit five people in it. A marvelous oval bathtub on the right corner, with a brass faucet attached to the wall, along the longer side of the tub. There's also a small rectangular shelf, right next to the faucet, on which stands a bottle of shower gel and shampoo and a loofah hanging down on it's string. There's a small light brown cupboard in between the cubicle and the bathtub, which probably contains the towels. There is an under counter top basin, against the wall, on my right. And a door on my left, which is the toilet.

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