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It feels awfully weird the moment I walk into Hanna's dad's house

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It feels awfully weird the moment I walk into Hanna's dad's house. I mean no, it doesn't smell like old people because her dad was only forty five but all the same it feels weird. Hanna lifts her head and looks up at me while I stare around the house. I'm definitely uncomfortable. "Can I make you tea? Wine?" A woman with red hair asks softly.

I shake my head with a soft smile. "I think I'm okay" Hanna replies softly, shooting her step mother a smile. My heart drops when I watch Harley step out of a bedroom and walk over to greet us. I don't fucking like him and he's definitely going to have something to say to me about getting his sister pregnant.

Eying Harley I grip our bags and head into the room that used to be Hanna's setting the bags on the small bed. I chuckle lightly, eying the small bed. My legs won't fit on here let alone my entire body. I smirk, we'll make it work. I look up as Hanna enters the bedroom. "You okay?" I ask, eying her worriedly.

Hanna nods with a smile and rests her hand on her stomach. "We're both fine," she replies with a smile. "She's pregnant?" I hear Harley's growl from behind Hanna. Narrowing my eyes I shoot daggers his way. "It's none of your concern actually, you're not raising it" I growl. "Enough, boys. That kind of stress isn't good for Hanna or her baby" the woman, Georgina scolds us.

I smile politely at her before I shoot Harley a glare. Who is he to decide his sister's future. Asshole. Rubbing my eyes I pull Hanna toward me. "I think, we just need a night of rest" I whisper softly. Harley shoots me another glare before he heads down the hall and a door closes. Georgina smiles at me before she closes the bedroom door behind us.

Hanna yawns, burying her face in my chest. Her eyes flickering with exhaustion. "Time for bed" I smile, pressing a kiss to her cheek. Quickly I pull my t-shirt over my head undoing my jeans, dropping them to the floor. Once Hanna is completely undressed I hand her my t-shirt to wear for the night.

"Thank you, for being here" she smiles through tired eyes as she crawls into the bed. I return the smile crawling in beside her. I was right, this bed is tiny as fuck. "I wouldn't want to be in Princeton while you're here alone" I whisper into her hair, pulling her against my chest. She smiles against my chest, closing her eyes again softly.

A yawn breaks from my lips as I let my head fall back into the pillows. She may be sweet but Georgina should kick Harley to the curb. He's such an ungrateful asshole, from where I'm standing. Closing my eyes I hold onto Hanna, letting sleep finally overtake me.

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My eyes flutter open, when a bright light flashes across my eyes. It's morning? Already. Groaning I pull the blankets off my body leaving Hanna tucked in gently. Unzipping my suitcase, I dig through it. Pulling out a pair of black ripped skinny jeans, I slide them up my legs quickly doing up the button. Grabbing a plain white t-shirt I pull it over my head. Ruffling my black wavy hair

A knock on the jolts me out of my morning routine. Making my way to the door I gently open it peering through the crack my eyes land on Harley and I scowl. "She's sleeping" I bark. Harley shuffles his feet, running a hand through brown waves similar to Hanna's. "Actually, I wanted to talk to you," he replies. Is he serious? I have no interest. I came here for Hanna and her dad, not this selfish prick.

Scowling I open the door and close it behind me. Crossing my arms over my chest I wait for him to speak. Harley eyes cautiously his lips twitching. "Well? Get on with it" I demand. He stares at me dumbfound before he finally says something. "I don't want you with her, I don't want you around the baby. I don't trust you" he replies. I start laughing, literally fucking laughing after his statement.

"You're funny. I don't remember asking your permission. That baby is mine as well and I love your sister so you're going to put up with it or get out of our lives" I growl. I hear movement from the other side of the door before Harley glares at me again before disappearing down the hall to the kitchen. This fucking asshole.

Rolling my eyes I open the bedroom door and head back inside. A smile spreads across my lips when I see Hanna's lips parted as she sleeps. So beautiful. I'm such a lucky man. Sitting down on the bed I rub circles on Hanna's cheek until her eyes flutter open. "It's time to get up, gorgeous" I smile. Hanna shoots me a tired grin, pulling herself out of bed.

Tossing her a pair of sweatpants at her I climb off the bed. Digging through Hanna's suitcase I pull out one of her bras and a t-shirt. Setting them beside her I look through the suitcase till I pull a pair of panties out, handing them to Hanna. "You know. I'm capable" I reply softly. I smirk, pressing a kiss to her cheek.

"I know, baby. I just wanted to help" I smile, pressing lips to hers. She wraps her arms around my neck pulling me close. My tongue tangles with hers, swiping over it in a swift motion. Hanna pulls away, shooting me a grin before she slides her bra on. Clipping it together, tightly.

My eyes scan her body as she shimmed her panties up her thighs. Mm. I swipe my tongue over my lips as I watch her. Hanna shoots me a look causing me to snap my lips closed. Pulling the t-shirt over her head, she quickly pulls her hair out of the collar and shoots me a smug smile.

Hmph. I watch her again, as she slides the sweatpants up to her hips. Grinning at me, she slaps a kiss on my cheek before she saunters out of the room towards the kitchen. How am I going to handle Harley. What if he forces her to break up with me? What if he forces me away from her and our baby.

Sighing I get to my feet. Running a quick hand through my hair with my fingers. I follow Hanna out to the kitchen, leaving my thoughts lost in the bedroom.

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