ALWAYS

I woke to the sound of Harry's phone ringing. I grunted and picked it up. I looked at the caller ID. It was the girl from the theater, Aubrey. I smirked and denied the call. I knew I gave him a speech about letting him be with someone else but at the same time, I didn't want that girl near my daughter. It was perfectly okay to protect my daughter, right? I threw his phone back onto the nightstand with a quiet thud. He didn't wake at all. I smirked again and turned over to look at him and our daughter. I muffled a giggle seeing the way they were laying. Harry was in the same position I remembered but Darcy was not. Darcy was laying on her stomach with her hind end in the air, her arm over Harry's face, her foot in his neck. She had some how ended up on the pillows next to Harry's head. I reached over and grabbed my own phone. I got up from the bed and snapped a picture of my goons. I laid down once again then tried to shift my daughter off of her father. Harry groaned a bit.
"Noli, what are you doing?" He asked trying to turn toward me.
"Moving your daughter. She sleeps like a maniac." I whispered, giggling. Harry groaned again then looked toward Darcy. He laughed and moved her himself. She whimpered and hugged her bear tighter as she turned on her side away from Harry and I.
"Aren't you going to go back to sleep?" Harry inquired softly. I shook my head even though it was four in the morning. "Why not?" Harry seemed concerned.
I smiled and spoke softly, "I'm a mother. The smallest sounds wake me up and then I just stay awake."
Harry looked over at the clock as well, "I have to be ready to go to a television station in about an hour and a half." He smiled slightly, "Wanna get some room service?"
I shook my head, "I was going to have a bath."
Harry chuckled, "You and your baths." He sighed quietly, a sadness filling his eyes, "I don't know that last time I took an actual bath."
"Why you love them too?" I was a little upset by his statement.
Harry smiled weakly, like he was embarrassed, "Brynn says that I act like a bigger dick when I take baths. Apparently, the longer I sit in the tub the bigger the jerk I am."
I beamed at him, "Come with me." His brows furrowed. "Take a bath with me." I murmured.
He appeared taken back, "I don't know, Noli. That may not be a good idea. Remember you said the thing about not having sex."
"I said we could be intimate. Bathing together is intimate. I'm not going to ask you for sex and you're going to control yourself." I was trying to be reassuring because I wanted him close to me. Harry still looked nervous and wouldn't agree. "Please? I can wash your hair for you." I said trying to bait him in. Harry beamed back at me when he agreed. We got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I closed the door over then turned to Harry.
"What about Darcy?" He asked quickly.
I giggled again, "I didn't lock the door and she's loud. We'll be able to hear her." Harry nodded and relaxed a little more. I walked over to the tub and turned on the water. Harry stood awkwardly by the door. I giggled and shook my head. I loved how innocent he could be. "Harry, are you really that uncomfortable doing this?" i inquired not looking at him but feeling the tension rolling off of him.
"I'm not uncomfortable. I just...I don't want to...I don't want you to feel like I'd be forcing anything on you." Harry stated with a sigh. I stood and made my way back to him. I placed my hands on his chest and gazed into his loving green eyes.
"Harry, I know you better than that. I know you would never do that to me." I murmured resting my forehead against his chin. Harry rested his hands on my hips and pulled me closer. "Harry, I'm not doing this to make you uncomfortable or make you feel like I'm taunting you." I explained. He nodded and held me tighter. "I want you to feel...relaxed and like yourself. I can feel how stressed out you are and how...lonely you are. I don't like it." I whispered. He sighed heavily. "Get undressed and lets take a bath." I smiled as I pulled away from him. He nodded and reached for the bottom of his shirt. I turned my back as he got undressed. I couldn't watch him. The thought of being so close to him without any clothes was driving me crazy. I wanted him. I wanted this bath to end the way every shower in Italy ended: water and bubble bath on the floor, all of the bottles on the edge on the floor, water on the sink, a soaking wet bed with soaking wet, satisfied bodies.
I slid into the bath before Harry. He looked at me with a curious face. I giggled and held my hand out to him. HE took my hand then stepped into the bath.HE settled into the tub on the opposite side.
I grabbed his hand again, "Oh bullshit. Come here." He laughed and shifted into my arms. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as he rested his back against my chest. He sighed heavily and relaxed into me. "See much better." I murmured, smoothing hair away from his face. I rested my cheek against his temple and held him tighter. Harry leaned his head closer to mine. I moved my hand down to his chest and stroked the tattoo. I slid my hand down further over his heart. It was racing. Harry grabbed my hand quickly.
"Don't." Harry breathed.
I lifted my eyebrow, "Why?"
"The smallest touches from you drive me crazy. I can't..." Harry sighed and caressed my knuckles gently.
"And you think I'm not losing my mind back here." I giggled quietly into his ear. He laughed as well and pulled my arm around his neck. I hugged him close and kissed his temple. "Talk to me. Tell me what's been going on in your head." I whispered to him.
He looked at me with a cheesy grin, "Do we have enough time for that?" I laughed as well and urged him to tell me what was going on with him.

Notes

oooooooh...heeeeey...what's gonna happen?