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Harry's POV

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Harry's POV.

Grace's fist hits me in the gut and I stumble back ending up rolling on the cloth full of food we have previously set.

'' How dare you?'' She snorts. She is so angry I can see her nostrils fuming. I should be scared, everyone would be in my place because Grace can be really bad when she's upset, but I know she's gonna do me no harm. Some punch and curses won't make me regret what I've just stolen, especially because her taste is still lingering on my lips making me so drunk-happy.

'' You're crazy if you think this shitty excuse of a date is anything more than just a masquerade. I did it because Alex and Amanda forced me into it. I didn't want to come, I knew you would have filled your head with some dumb ideas and try something on me.'' I cares my stomach and cheekily smile as I stare into her blue eyes burning with rage. She's so sexy when she lets the warrior princess inside of her taking over; the way her cheeks reddens a bit adds that hint of innocence that makes my head fly, touching places I've never even dreamt I could see.

I place my hands on my knees and slowly raise from the ground, causing for Grace to storm forward and pushing me back with more strength in attempt to make me fall again.

'' You can't do this. You can't go away and then come back expecting your mark on me would be still available. It doesn't work like that, I won't be wasting my life waiting on you to decide and be the man I need you to be. I'm growing up Harry, I'm experiment things you can't even imagine and I won't let you ruin it. I won't let you hurt any of us again.'' My eyes land on her belly that she's protectively holding with both of her arms. I should be feeling hurt by her words, but the fact that she's standing up for herself, it's just so overwhelming and makes me feel too proud to feel bad about the fact she's pushing me away.

That's what I wanted, Grace to come back to her old self and find something else to live for. Yes, she's still trying, she's not completely ready; but it's reassuring knowing she's not totally harmless. The determination in her eyes says a lot, she won't let me come near her if I' not ready to stay.

'' You forgot you're talking about something that is as yours as it is mine.'' I point out and Grace's gaze sharps, signal I've touch a soft spot.

'' Shame you don't act like it is, right Harry? It seems to me I'm the only one involved into this so, for what concerns me, this baby is just mine since you're too occupied on blaming yourself for everything that is wrong in the whole universe instead of focusing on us.'' I stay silent and watch her satisfy expression take over. She rests her hands on her hips, raising her snobby chin up to me; so sure she have the victory in her hands.

'' You can't keep me out, you know that? Whenever I will decide to come back, you will have to let me in because I'm the father and you can't prevent me from covering that role. It's mine and I won't give it up.'' Grace lifts her eyebrows to me and folds her arms to her chest before bursting into a very fastidious laugh.

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