Mozzafiato

Flamingo Shorts.

 "What in God's name do I wear tomorrow?" I ask Zoe and Penny, wrapping up one of the belts we had in the studio. The two girls were planning my baby shower, and hopefully, mine won't get off like Zoes as I was 39 weeks. "Something elegant obviously, but more low key" Penny answers. 

The two decided to do it in our larger front yard because the lawn was large and the summer sun was always up in the sky. "That's helpful" I giggle, shutting the door to my home studio. Harry had taken over the larger study on the main level and left me the large windowed space upstairs.

 "Don't worry, we already ordered you a few options, and don't forget vogue wants that piece" Zoe reminds me as we walk towards the kitchen. Vogue originally wanted a piece on Harry and I's dealings with the now three large companies and our relationship, but when I got pregnant they decided to scrap it and focus on that. "Hello ladies" Harry greets, joining us in the kitchen after his morning "jog" (Socializing with the neighborhood dads, I think they have a clique now..) 

"And what should he wear?" I ask, pointing at the interestingly dressed man. Flamingo shorts and Sperry boat shoes with no shirt was definitely a bold look from such a professional in his field. "Just casual" Zoe replies, not helping very much on either outfit. Harry and some of his buddies are coming to the shower too because I want us to experience everything together. 

11:40 pm.

"What time does this thing start?" Harry asks, laying in bed with his book. "Twelve, but I'm sure those two will be here at the ass crack" I joke, putting on some moisturizer before bed. "I'm ready for this to settle down and her to be here" He mumbles, pulling me into his embrace after I literally climbed into bed. "When she gets here things will be more of a circus than a settled down affair" I giggle. "I know, but it's our circus" He replies. It's so odd how the uptight, strict, and frankly an arsehole lawyer turned into my soft, loving husband in a matter of months. 

9:15 am.

The sound of harry and the girls in the kitchen stirred me from my lovely sleep. To be honest, the smell of coffee was the main motivator to get me out of bed before I remembered what was happening today. "Good morning, darling" Harry hums, pulling me into his side after I pad out in my slipper which he always teases me for. "Good morning guys" I greet, taking Harry's cup of coffee out of his hand, earning an eye roll. 

Hey, I needed it more than him right now! 

"What time is your family coming?" I ask. His mom and sister were coming to stay for a week, but their flight came in sometime this morning. "Eleven" He replies, making me turn my head to the clock labeled 9:15 am. "Did you guys start outside?" I ask, earning nods from the girls. "Great, I'll go shower" I reply, waddling my way towards the bathroom so I could start getting ready.

"This is the one" I reply, standing up in the white lace dress with a nude underlay. "Looks perfect to me" Zoe singsongs, finishing my hair. It was 11:25, so Harry should be here anytime, but Zoe made him change before he left in case something happens. "I told you she'd like my pick!" Penny chirps, holding baby Merrik. Zoe took absolute ages to pick a name for sure, but she settles on Merrik which is just darling.

Placing the last cupcake down, the sound of Gemma yelling through the sliding door made me jump. "Verna!" She squeals, pulling me into a hug before passing me over to her mum. "Thank you for coming you guys!" I reply, spotting harry jogging down the deck stairs. "Of course, what can we do?" Anne asks. 

"Honestly, everything's done thanks to my crazy assistants" I joke, patting Penny on the arm. "Alright then, let's go get dressed" Gemma says, linking arms with her mom and heading towards the house. "Look at you" Harry hums, wrapping his arms around my waist and attempting to plant one on me. "I just put on my lipstick" I giggle, pulling away to put the finishing bits on the whole thing. 

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