Black & White (Colorful Sequel | H.S)|✔️

65

H a r r y

"Let's go out."

Ellie stares at me with her doe eyes in confusion. She's sitting at my kitchen island with her laptop directly in front of her. She's practically living with me now. Almost all of her stuff is out of her boss's apartment and in my closet.

"You mean like a date?" Her eyes flicker back to her screen but an amused smile remains on her face. "I think we're a little past the dating stage, no?"

I cross over the kitchen and lower her screen just enough to miss her fingers. She mockingly sends me a scornful look but the twitching of her lips tells me she's about to break out into a smile any second. She's been smiling a lot more recently. I like that.

"No, I mean a small trip. My music video's going to be released soon and I thought maybe we could have some alone time before all hell breaks loose."

Focused, she looks down at her lap as she thinks. Her brows form a little v and her bottom lip is continuously being attacked by her teeth.

"A weekend trip wouldn't be so bad. I'm sure if I work from there Daff wouldn't mind."

I resist the urge to groan. Her work is really starting to piss me off.

She looks back up at me, eyes filled with curiosity, and all annoyance is wiped away. "Where would we go?" she asks.

Ah, this is the fun part.

"Oh, I own a small place near the beach. It's called Jolie Eau. It's private and the residence isn't even listed under my name so we won't be hounded."

Another contemplative look passes on her face before her lips twist into a wicked smile. Still sitting on the barstool, she twists so I'm directly in front of her. Her arms lace around my neck. Her eyes are bright, meaning she's down with the idea.

"So sun, sand, and sex? I'm in, baby!"

Laughing, I lean down to give her a soft kiss. I don't think she realizes how much her playful side squeezes my chest. I didn't even know I missed it.

"You're utterly adorable," I mumble against her lips.

"You too." She taps my cheek with her index finger. "I've never had beach sex. Is your place private enough for that? Or will I be on the cover of People magazine with my butt in the air?"

"Of course." Doing anything outdoors is always a risk but I'm willing to hire a hundred security guards if it means she'll have a smile on her face. And if we get to have sex on a beach. That's a bonus.

"Wait, this is so exciting!" she squeals into my ear. Why can't I step back? Why do I love hearing the sound even though it deafens me? "When are we going to leave? I need to pack my skimpiest bikinis."

"Baby, I've seen you butt naked. We can skinny dip for all I care."

"Yeah, but," she brushes her lips against mine, "I love when you take my clothes off for me."

Fuuuuck. She can't just say stuff like that and not expect me to take her right here and now.

Somehow I manage to be coherent enough to check my watch. "Whenever you're done packing. I'll just call the housekeeper and make sure the house is set."

"Housekeeper?" she squeaks.

I nod and kiss her forehead. "Don't worry, she lives in a separate unit so we'll have our privacy."

"That's not–" she hesitates then sighs. "Nevermind. Anyway, I'm going to just finish up looking over this contract and then I'll pack, okay?"

She turns back to her computer and I can't help but wrap my arms around her front, leaning my chin on her shoulder. She doesn't care that I'm basically snooping around – not that I'm looking anyway. I'm more focused on her.