Harmony POV.
My hands are sweating with nerves and anticipation. The butterflies in my stomach are going into overdrive.
Are we rushing into this?
“I love you too Mav, do you want to come inside?” I ask him, as we are both still in the cage outside my house. He is silent and I wait for him to answer. He turns in his seat to completely face me, and my heart is in my throat. Oh god that was such a stupid question. Is he expecting more?
“Harmony, baby, I would love nothing more than to come inside with you,” He sighs and reaches for my cheek. I find myself leaning into his warm palm and closing my eyes.
“Let’s not rush anything. I don’t want you to feel pressured that after we have had a great night that you have to do that for me. Harmony, I can wait and I want you to be one hundred percent certain. So let’s not rush anything. Yes, I have told you I love you and I do. I’ve not said it to get you into bed. I would love nothing more than to do that with you, only when the time is right. But I will come in with you and we can talk some more if you want? It’s your decision.” He says to me and heart is overflowing at how considerate he is.
Not ever man would be like this, I may be a virgin and never dated before I have heard some horror stories as I call them of both men and women who have gone on dates thinking it would lead to something more only to be dumped the next day. That is not what I want.
I always said when I gave that part of myself, it would be to the man I wanted to build a family with. Some would say it’s old-fashioned, but to me it isn’t. Plus, I am not one to lie, but when I give that part of myself to him, I want it to be forever. My first, only and last.
“I understand, and thank you for being considerate about this. I would like you to come inside and we can talk or chill if you want. Or you can go …” He cuts me off with a gentle kiss and he breaks the contact too quickly for my liking.
“I would love that, thank you Harmony, but I won’t stay long. You need your sleep.” He says, and I nod my head. I’m shocked that I don’t feel upset by this because in a way it is a rejection, but I know it really isn’t. My body wants him, my heart wants him, but my head is telling me to slow it down and to not rush. I’m glad to see we are almost on the same page.
Mav has cleared my fears that he is not like the other people who hit it and quit it. So for that, I am grateful. How this strong, handsome and kind man has been passed up I will never understand.
We leave the car and disengage the security system and open the door and Mystique lifts her head up to see who has come in. I smile at her and she settles again.
“So, shall we grab a drink? I don’t mean alcohol. How about a coffee or hot chocolate?” I ask, as Mav shuts the front door and locks it.
“Sounds wonderful.” He says and I smile at him and kiss him once more before I walk to the sofa and remove my boots before giving scratches to Mystique when I stand up and enter the kitchen and make a start on the hot chocolates. I feel his presence behind me and my body ignites when he steps up behind me and wraps me in a hug from behind. He kisses my head and I lean back into him.
“Let me help you,” he says, and I open the cupboard and get everything down.
“You have marshmallows?” He asks, and I stop and turn my head to look at him.
“You want marshmallows in your hot chocolate?” I ask him and he smiles and nods his head and I chuckle.
“You big kid, yeah, I’ve got marshmallows and cream. You can’t have hot chocolate without them.” I say and get to work making the hot chocolate. Mav grabs the can of whipping cream and squirts it on my nose and I chuckle at him when he steps closer and licks it off my nose and my heart freezes before it beats fast. He is smiling at me. Ahhh fuck it.
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