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CHAPTER 34

34—Harry Styles

Date night.

The thought of it made my stomach flip and my heart accelerate with excitement. The feeling was as familiar as it was foreign. Picking through my shirts, I also raked through my mind, realising that it has been a very long time since I last had the chance to get ready for a date.

I've wanted to do this for a while, just take a night out, a couple of hours if we could, and spend it with Ren. Becoming a father was the biggest blessing in the world and there was not a day I would've swapped for something else. Creating my own family was a dream of mine since I was old enough to realise that my family was a little messed up and there were a lot of things I wished to do differently. With that being said, it is definitely a lifestyle change which I may or may not have thought through. Renleigh was never going to know about this, mostly because I didn't want to freak her out even more than she already was, but I had no idea what I was doing ninety-nine percent of the time. Not even my job managed to make me feel like if I made a mistake, I'd be ruining someone's life who hasn't even started living it yet. Both, being a father and running a business, came with pressure but very different pressure. So, getting out of that environment for even the shortest amount of time was going to give me enough room to breathe and just be.

I loved my daughter like I've never loved anyone else in my life but I missed her mother more than words could've described. Our conversation from earlier today came to my mind as I buckled up my trousers, the one about her feeling distant from me. We revisited the topic after lunch and we came to the conclusion that it was her hormones playing up. Truth be told, we turned to our good old best friend, Google, and it told us that it takes around two to three months for her hormones to settle and reset to how they were pre-pregnancy. Leila Grace was only going to turn three months this month—August—so it made sense, the timeline matched up. This revelation put both of our minds at ease: hers because she could finally be in control of the situation with the knowledge she possessed and mine because I could relax, knowing I didn't manage to fuck something up.

Strolling out of the bathroom with heels clicking against the tiles then the floor in the bedroom, Renleigh twirled in the room before me as she showed off her red dress. I ran my eyes up and down her body, the bunched-up material around her chest area catching my attention until she made another circle and showed her back to me, looking over her shoulder. A smirk curled on my lips as she winked at me, my eyes dancing down her back and her ass, noticing the soft cut of the dress at the bottom which revealed her suntanned legs.

"Beautiful," the word sounded more of a mumble than anything coherent as I brought my arms around her body and pressed my mouth on hers, my eyes closing gently at the satisfying feeling. Inhaling the smell of her shampoo as I pushed her hair back to grab a hold of her jaw, I noticed the perfume she wore and how warm her kiss was. She kept her hand on my chest, sitting on the exposed skin, just below my collarbones. I couldn't help my wandering hand, travelling down... down... and down until it found its desired spot, fingers squeezing around the soft flesh hidden beneath the red material of the dress. Renleigh sighed into my mouth, pressing her body against mine as her arms wrapped around my neck. Kissing down her jaw to her neck, her head buckled back, chest rising and falling at a quick pace.

"I debated on wearing another dress," she told me as a matter of fact, only to hear my response, made up of a hum, as I found myself busy exploring her soft neck. "But it seems this will do."

"Oh, most certainly," I agreed, pushing my hands up her sides then up her stomach and chest, bumping into her perked nipples, until I cupped her neck. Facing her now, the pupils of her eyes dilated and her lips seemed dry. I wet mine before I leaned to kiss her once more, savouring the feel, the taste, the warmth of them. Feeling her go more and more relaxed in my arms, I kissed her chin and down her throat, following the trail across her chest and between her breasts. I felt cheeky as my mouth hovered over her nipples and she moaned instantly, enjoying the way my lips kissed them over her clothing which made her hands disappear in my hair. "I'm afraid we have a reservation to get to, baby."