Tru's P.O.V.

"When I first saw you, I described you as a princess. I couldn't have been more wrong. Amazing creature you are, you are not some fragile little princess." Harry says as he pulls a piece of the funnel cake, and pops it into his mouth.

"I can be docile, but I can also be very vicious if needed." I say as Harry pulls me to the ferris wheel.

"Fancy giving it a go?" He asks, his accent prominent while he laces our fingers together.
I nod as we wait our turn in line. I take in Harry's appearance and my mouth goes dry at the beautiful man standing next to me. Harry's 5'10 stature towers over my 5'5 height. Harry pulls me closer as the line moves forward.

"So how did you manage to own a brownstone in Manhattan at 21 years old?" Harry asks.
"Niall and my grandfather died when I was 17. He wanted to leave the law firms to both of us, but by that time I had decided to join the Marines. He left both of us an inheritance, Niall the firms, Greg the house in Ireland, he left me the brownstone, and my sister Honor a house in California." I explain as we climb take our seats on the ride. Harry places his arm around me as the car rides up, letting another couple aboard.

"Truth has a sister named Honor. Older or younger?" He asks as we sway at the top of the ride.
"She's older. My grandfather picked our names. He says the four most important things anyone could have is Honor, Truth, Loyalty, and Love. Greg and Niall should be glad they're boys, otherwise one would be Loyalty and the other would be love." I say as the breeze off the ocean causes me to shiver in Harry's arms.

The air around us thickens as I get lost in Harry's intense emerald gaze. Pushing my hair to my shoulder, Harry's fingertips ghost my neck, leaving goose bumps behind. Shivering again, but not from the chill of the night air, Harry places a slow and deliberate kiss on my neck moving to my collarbone.

Placing his thumb on my chin and his fore finger under my chin, Harry pulls my face towards his. Lightly brushing my lips with his. Harry quickly deepens the kiss from sweet and gentle to something feral and hungry as he parts my lips with his slipping his tongue in my mouth.
Harry took the lead in our kiss. His mouth and tongue expertly extracting several moans and different reactions, as he ran his large hand up my bare thigh to my hip.

"Ok love birds, time to get off the ride." a man who has smoked too many cigarettes in his lifetime, said. I reluctantly pulled away from Harry looking deep into his shining eyes.
"Let's walk on the beach, yeah?" grabbing my hand Harry steered us in the direction of the surf.

Trying to make it to the sand I feel someone smack my ass hard.
"I'd love to play between those. What ya think guys?" some rude asshat jeers to his douchebag friends. Spinning on my heel, I draw my fist back ready to connect with his jaw, as Harry catches my arm.
"Want to keep your disgusting paws off my girl?" Harry's throat releases a threatening growl as the morons just laugh.

"C'mon baby, we can work it better than your prissy brit boyfriend." the one that smacked said clearly egging Harry on. I watch silently as Harry sets his shoulders and smiles at the group of boys. The loud mouth places one finger on Harry's chest jabbing him as he speaks.

"Back off, pretty boy." he sneers. I feel like I'm watching dogs getting ready to fight. I know that loud mouth has already egged Harry on enough. The next logical action would be Harry taking a swing at him.
Harry twists the loud mouth's arm behind his back, then kicks his knee out. Effectively causing the prick to fall to his knees.

"You owe her an apology. If you are half as smart as your mouth, you'll apologize, take your lot and leave." Harry threatens menacingly.

The guys mumble an apology, before scurrying off into the crowd, tail tucked between their legs. I stand there shocked at Harry's reaction, and mine. I normally would never allow someone to fight my own battle, but Harry reacted before I had a chance to fully process what happened.
"You alright, love?" he asks, voice full of concern. I stare into his hypnotizing eyes, and say the first thing that comes to mind.

"You have astounding eyes." Harry lets out a throaty chuckle, kissing me on the cheek.
"So do you love." Standing behind me, he wraps his arms around my waist. "And an amazing arse!" he says as he kisses my neck, causing me to shiver.
You have astounding eyes? What the hell was I thinking? Worse case of word vomit...

Notes

I know it's short, but I managed to screw up my hand majorly, so I promise the next chapter will be longer! Let me know what you think...
Much Love!