ALWAYS

Being wrapped in Enola's arms made me feel whole again. Between her embrace and the love of our daughter, who was sleeping in the next room, made me fee the way I did years ago. I knew that Enola and I were working our way back to where we were but I hated the longing I felt. I wanted to touch her, to feel her move under my hands, my body. Being wrapped in her arms in the tub was close to where I wanted to be. We had begun many of escapades in the tub. Italy was the best. The whole bathroom was covered in water and bubble bath. Even the bed got soaked from us. I smiled remembering that night. Another morning I woke up to four pissed off boys, mad they didn't get sleep because Enola and I were making a ruckus. I laid my head back against her shoulder. She kissed my hair gently again. My eyes slid closed at the contact.
Enola suddenly released me. I looked at her completely confused as she stood and moved around me. I couldn't help but take in the sight of her. She was a goddess. I remembered the feel of her full breasts in my hands, her thighs clenching around my waist, her rear against my thighs. I felt awkward when my cock hardened under the water at the thought. I bit my lip and tried to will it away, but I couldn't, not with her standing in front of me. I smiled seeing the faint stretch marks on her stomach. The proof she had carried the life we created within her. I reached out and placed my hand on her stomach as she sat in my lap.
"What are you doing?" She asked softly laying her hand over mine. I stroked her reminders of Darcy lightly.
"I wish I would've been there. To hold you, to rub your stomach while you slept, feel her move." I replied quietly. Enola buried her hand in my hair and kissed my forehead. "I'll never know what she was like when she was first born. I'll never know what it feels like to hold your first child in the hospital. I didn't get to hear her first word or see her first steps." I added feeling the tears forming in my eyes. Enola wrapped her arms around my neck as I rested my forehead on her chest and cried.
"I'm sorry, Harry. I'm so sorry. I didn't want to take that from you. I didn't know what else to do." She whispered, stroking my hair, in tears herself. "I'm sorry, baby." She cried kissing my neck lightly. I wrapped my arms around her waist. "I'm so sorry, baby." She repeated over and over. I lifted my head from her shoulder and gazed into her amazing blue eyes. She stroked my cheek with her thumb gently. I could feel the heat between us rising. Her breathing had picked up and she was a bit shaky. I cupped her cheek gently. She leaned forward and placed her lips on mine. My entire body lit up. My lips were on fire. My heart was beating harder than I had ever felt it my life. My hands began to tremble as I moved my hands to her waist and felt her tongue against my bottom lip. I opened my mouth. I wanted to feel her. I pulled her closer, pressing her breasts against my chest. Enola laid her hands on my neck, her thumbs resting on my face. She forced my lips to hers harder. I wanted her. Every millimeter. My cock hardened again. She sighed feeling it as well. I removed my lips from hers, kissing down her neck. She ran her hands through my hair as her head dropped back. She wanted my touch as well. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. I lifted her head and kissed her passionately. She breathed against my lips, "Bear." I came undone. I gripped her hips and pulled her closer to my insanely hard dick. Just as Enola was about to slide onto me, we were interrupted.
"Mummy! Daddy!" Darcy yelled from the bedroom. My breathing was intense as was Enola's. We stared at each other with lustful, longing eyes.
I moved Enola away from me and smiled, "Go." She lifted her eyebrow at me. "Go to our daughter, Noli." I stated firmly. Enola nodded and climbed out of the tub quickly. She wrapped a towel around her body then went out to the bedroom. I could hear her speaking to Darcy quietly. I couldn't make out what was being said but I could tell they were both happy. I rested my head on the back of the tub. I closed my eyes and tried to control my breathing and my heart rate. I smiled widely. She still wanted me. She still desired my touch, my kiss. She wasn't lying to me or leading me on. She wanted to be with me but she needed the knowledge that I wouldn't end it. She needed to know I would always be there for her and our daughter. She needed to know that we were forever. I stood from the bath myself. I unplugged the drain then wrapped a towel around my waist. I opened the door just a little to see that Enola was getting dressed. Darcy wasn't in the room at all.
"You can come in, Harry. She's in the living room watching television. She's waiting for us though." Enola informed me. I nodded and went about getting dressed. I could hear Enola breathing heavily still. I was almost dressed when I turned to see her almost in tears. I threw my shirt onto the bed.
"Noli?" I asked taking a step closer to her half dressed body. I placed my hands on her shoulders.
"Harry, I'm sorry." She whimpered covering her face. I wound my arms around her waist and held her close.
"Don't be sorry. You didn't do anything wrong." I murmured.
"I said no sex. I said we need to work on us before that. I can't even follow my own rules." She said breaking into tears.
I hushed her, "No. No, don't apologize. I could've told you not to kiss me. I could've stopped it long before Darcy needed us. I didn't." She cried a bit harder. I turned her to face me. I placed my lips on hers gently. She pulled me closer and tried to deepen the kiss. I pulled away from her with a smile, "Like that." She sighed heavily and dropped her eyes. "Enola. I love you. I don't need to have sex with you to show you I love you. We'll do this your way." I assured her. She rested her head against my chest. I held her tightly. "I won't touch you unless you ask me to. I'm not going to make any moves. It's all up to you. When you think you're ready to actually be with me. You're going to let me know." I stated softly. "I want you to be confident in us. In my ability to stick around for our daughter and for you. I'm not going anywhere Noli. I want you. I want our daughter. I want us to be the family we talked about on that balcony in Paris." Enola wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me the way she used to.
"Daddy?" Darcy's little voice came from the doorway.
I turned my head and smiled, "Yes babygirl?"
"Uncle Louis is here." She said weakly.
I nodded, "Okay babygirl. I'll be out in a minute. Let me finish talking to Mummy, okay?" Darcy nodded and walked out of the room again. I looked back at Enola, "I gotta go baby." She nodded and released me. "Are you going to be okay? Do you want me to ask Sophia and Brynn to come over while we're gone?" I asked quietly.
She sighed quietly, "I'll be okay. Just go to your interview."
"Enola, look at me." I begged her softly. She gazed into my eyes. "It won't happen again. I love you. I'm gonna prove it, your way." I whispered before kissing her lips gently. I pulled away with a smile and ran my hand through her hair slowly. "I'll have my phone on me at all times. Call if you need anything. We'll be back in a few hours." I informed her. She just stared at me confused. I smirked and kissed her forehead before picking my shirt up off the bed.
I walked into the living room to see Darcy sitting on Liam's lap watching her pony television show. I leaned against the door frame as I stared at my child. She was so much like her mother. Of course her appearance was just like mine but she had her mother's heart. Enola's innocence. I frowned when Darcy put her thumb in her mouth.
"Hey, take your thumb out of your mouth." I snapped at Darcy. She looked up at me frightened. "Take that thumb out of your mouth. You're a big girl. You don't need to suck your thumb." I stated firmly. Darcy pulled her thumb from her mouth quickly. "Don't do it again." I glowered at her. She nodded quickly and leaned into Liam a little more.
"Ready to go?" Niall asked me with a bit of a smile.
I nodded, "Yeah." I felt my pockets checking for my wallet and room key. I grunted when I realized I didn't grab my phone. "Hold on. Forgot my phone." I stated when the boys stood. I shuffled back into the bedroom quickly. As I grabbed my phone from the nightstand, I noticed Enola had laid down again. I smiled when I saw that she was sleeping. I pressed the sleep button on my phone. I was confused when I saw that I had a denied call from Aubrey. I looked at Enola curiously. I looked at the time stamp on the call. Just before Enola woke me up. I felt anger boil inside of me. I inhaled deeply and slid my phone into my pocket.

Notes

So...what are we thinking about Harry and his relationships with Enola and Aubrey? Do you think his friendship with Aubrey will escalate into a problem? I would like to hear your thoughts.


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