My eyes remained shut as warm, wet lips found the hollow of my throat, lingering before trailing downward, slow and deliberate. His breath, hot and uneven, sent shivers dancing across my skin.
His mouth worked its way lower, leaving open-mouthed kisses in his wake-each one wetter, deeper, more possessive than the last. When he sucked at the delicate skin of my throat, a sharp gasp escaped me. My body arched, responding to the familiar burn of his touch, his tongue tracing a path down to my collarbone. His lips worshipped me, branding me, and I let him.
But my mind, ever my tormentor, refused to quiet. It ran wild with thoughts of what we were doing-of how his body fit against mine, of how his mouth claimed me, of the hours spent making up for nearly three lost years.
I wanted this moment to last forever. To keep him here, tangled with me-his weight pressing me into the mattress, our hands clasped, lips desperate, hearts beating as one.
But my cursed mind and terrified heart betrayed me.
"Harry," I whispered.
A low hum was all he gave in response, his swollen lips pressing against my navel, his focus entirely elsewhere.
My fingers slid into his now-short hair, tugging just enough to break the spell. His mouth left my skin, and his gaze snapped to mine-blazing green, dark with frustration and something else. Something close to fear.
"We can't let her find out," I murmured, my voice barely above a breath.
His jaw tensed.
"We can't let her-or anyone-know we're back in each other's lives," I continued, watching the shift in his expression.
Then, softer, the words that changed everything.
"We can't let her or anybody know about me or our baby, Harry"
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Rockstar & Evergreen Superstar.
Best friends to the power couple.
Harry Styles & Kate Jordan-Styles.
That's what people know them for. So what happened to the couple for one of them to disappear?
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