Harmony Palomino

Chapter 16

HarmonyPalomino: Last Night

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Since reuniting with Quincy, I have found myself wanting to spend every moment with him. Quincy apparently feels the same as we have been on a date for the last four hours. It is nearing midnight and I have a flight to catch at three. 

Quincy and I lock eyes as I take a long sip of my drink.

"I'm glad that we ran into eachother." Quincy says and I smile at him as I set my drink down on the table. "I think we are both feeling the same way about eachother. How about we make it official?"

I look at him in surprise seeing as the last time we tried to make things official, our relationship fizzled out and we didn't speak for a long time. Now that he is back in my life, I don't want us to ruin things before they have even begun.

"How about we do a trial run?" I raise a brow at him and he thinks about it for a moment before holding his pinky out.

I smile as I lock my pinky finger around his and he leans forward, pressing his lips to mine. I ignore the fact that we are in a bar filled with many people as I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me.

"Your lips tastes good." He mumbles inbetween kisses. "Come back to mine."

"Aren't you sharing a room with Justin?" I ask as we pull away from eachother. "Why don't you come back to the villa with me?"

Quincy runs his hands down my body before pulling my body onto his lap. I won't say that I am feeling sparks but the butterflies are going crazy in my stomach.

I let out a groan as I remember that I have a flight to catch in a couple of hours, "I have to be at the airport at two."

"We can be quick." Quincy mumbles as he gives my waist a squeeze. "I just want to be buried inside of you, it's been so long."

"Then let's go."

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HollywoodWire: Diddy's son #QuincyBrown and Brazilian Supermodel #HarmonyPalomino were spotted locking lips last night in Cannes. The pair were first rumored to be together two years ago after Harmony's divorce was finalized. Although there was no confirmation that they were dating, we would like to believe that they are giving it another go.

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I am back home and I have spent the whole morning catching up with my daughters. Once they started to get tired, we watched a movie until they fell asleep. Knowing that they will be out for a couple of hours, I decided to go to one of my closets to start prepping my outfits for upcoming appearances.

I could hire a stylist to bring me clothes but I get tons of designers sending me outfits, I could just do the job myself.

I'm so focused on picking my outfits that I don't realise that Neymar has just walked into the closet.

"You're dating that boy again?" I look back at Neymar who is crossing his arms as he leans against the wall.

"We're not doing this." I tell him in Portuguese. 

"After the night we spent together." He gives me a pointed look. "How can you be dating somebody else?"

"Neymar, we are not getting back together." I turn away from him, pulling out a Balmain suit from the rack before laying it on the chair. "Who I date has nothing to do with you. The only people you need to be concerned about in this house is Alenia and Izabella."

"We were better together." He mumbles and I sigh. "You know that."

"No, I don't." I snap as I spin around to face him. "When I got pregnant, we were supposed to have triplets. I got into that stupid car accident and lost one of our babies."

I pause as I feel myself being overcome with emotion.

"We lost a baby." My voice cracks as a tear rolls down my face. "I needed you to be there for me, as my husband and the father of my children. You came to the hospital, brought me back here then left. That's what you do Neymar, you leave."

Neymar walks up to me and I allow him to wrap his arms around me as I need some form comfort.

"I just want to be happy." I cry as I look up at him. "Please, just let me be happy."

"I will." Neymar kisses my forehead. "It took me two long years to realise the mistake that I made. I had the whole world in my hands and I messed it all up. I'm sorry for hurting you, baby."

"I'm sorry too but all I want is for you to be here for the girls." He lightly caresses my face and I lean into his touch. "I care about your well-being. It may have been two years since we divorced but I love you, Neymar."

"I love yo-" I cover his lips.

"But I am not in love with you." Neymar lets out a shaky breath at my words.

"Maybe one day we will reunite." A tear rolls down his face and I slowly wipe it away.

"I'm not so sure." I shake my head, not wanting to give him the wrong message. 

"Does he make you happy?" Neymar asks as we pull away from eachother. "The boy."

"Quincy does make me happy." I smile as I think of the man who lights up my world. "He makes me really happy."

"Then I pray for the success of your relationship." Neymar looks down before looking into my eyes. "If things don't work out then I want to court you."

"Neymar..." I sigh.

"Please." He continues to look at me. "I won't put pressure on you, I just want a chance if it ever comes around."

"I'll think about it."