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Harry's POV

Anna sat beside me half asleep in the car as I drove. She'd previously been screaming lyrics to her favorite songs making me laugh at her enthusiasm. Now though she had her hand in mine and her head on the glass of her window.

"The suns going down." I pointed out as we came to the top of a clearing where you could see the sunset painting the sky beyond the mountains.

" I pointed out as we came to the top of a clearing where you could see the sunset painting the sky beyond the mountains

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"That's the most beautiful sunset I've ever seen!" She squealed sitting up. "Harry look how gorgeous!"

I glanced from the sunset back to her. "Yeah it is."

My hotel in Denver was beyond what I'd expected. From the marble floors to the gold framed glass elevators, it easy the definition of elegant. The staff checked us in and gave me the key.

Our room had a king sized bed and plush white robes that Anna promptly put on, and said she wasn't taking off the whole time we were here. I had no problem with that. The room was on the fifteenth floor and overlooked the city with a huge glass window. The view was amazing. Almost as amazing as Anna in front of it.

"My promotional stuff won't take long tomorrow so we'll have the whole evening to do anything you want

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"My promotional stuff won't take long tomorrow so we'll have the whole evening to do anything you want." I said.

She smiled at me from the bed where she was laying on her stomach with her knees bent and her feet in the air kicking slowly back and forth. Her hair was messed up a bit from our trip but she still looked like she belonged on the cover of a magazine. Her smile was sweet but the was a teasing hint to it and she held her hand out to me. I took her hand and let her pull me down beside her.

"Harry,"

"Anna," I answered the same way I always do when she says my name like that.

"I must be addicted." She sighed. "All I want is you."

She was never bold with me. I usually had to pull it out of her, but I knew there was a sleeping loin in my kitten. I smiled looking over at her.

"The feeling is mutual Babe." I let the pet name slip out.

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