“I love this dress.” He almost floated towards me, his hand wrapped my hair up in the sexiest way and I placed my hand on his shoulder softly. “I think I fell in love with you that night.” He confessed and I smiled softly against his lips. I will never tire of him saying that. I shook my head softly.
“Was it the way I played the piano for you Mr Vens?” I spoke softly, not recognising my own voice and felt the corners of his mouth tilt upwards.
“Not quite.” I smiled softly and ran my hand over his neck. “Probably the way when I twirled you around your dress made you look like a fairy?” His tone was teasing and I smirked.
“Oh yeah that was it.” I rolled my eyes and heard his gruff laugh escape his lips. I instantly melted.
“I have a gift for you.” He released me, to my dismay and walked into his office carrying a large bag. Though curious I wasn’t looking forward to finding what was inside. I placed my shoes down on the bedroom floor and held my hands out. He grinned as he gave me the bag. It was a huge bag. I placed it on his bed and realised it didn’t make the bed dip as I’d expected.
“Haz what’s in here?” I glanced up at his blue eyes, they were excited.
“My main gift.” He paused as he met my gaze “don’t freak out and your other gift I’ll give you at dinner.”
“One gift was enough?” He shrugged.
“You have 3. I enjoyed spoiling you.” I frowned.
“Do I want to ask you how much they cost?” His smile grew wider, his mouth opened and I placed my hand over his mouth. “I don’t want to know.” He laughed and pointed towards the bag.
“Please open it.” I rolled my eyes, placing my hand inside the bag and feeling around. There were tons of wriggly pink scraps of paper. I groaned as I dug deeper. My hand reached a hard medium sized cold object. I looked back towards him and he nodded. I pulled on it and hauled out a frame. It was mirrored and to my delight from next. I exhaled loudly with relief and watched him blush.
“Thank god.” I heard him laugh.
“Open it up Av there’s two in one. I thought it would be nice on your bedside table?” I smiled at him.
“You remembered I needed frames?” He shrugged. I did as he asked and opened the frame. Inside were two pictures, my mouth fell open as I realised there was one of us. The one was from the night I met his family, his head is next to mine, his hands are resting on my chair. I am smiling against his cheek, my head tilted towards him and he’s looking just over behind whoever took the picture. I chuckled and ran my hand over it. The other was from the night at the bonfire. His stupid beanie is lopsided and I am on his back. My arms are wrapped around his neck and we are laughing. I glanced up at him and he was smiling too. I dropped the frame on his bed and wrapped my arms around him. He squeezed me softly and I felt tears prick in my eyes.
“I’m guessing you like them?” I nodded and kissed his cheek softly.
“I love them!” I admitted. “Who took them?” I moved from within his grip and he chuckled.
“Chlo.” I smirked and rolled my eyes.
“I could have guessed.” I looked back at the large bag and smiled to myself. “I love the effect of the big bag.” I placed the frame on his bedside table and admired the pictures of us. They were natural and not staged. “We really weren’t great at hiding us were we?” I smirked and looked at him.
“I thought we did a great job until I saw those photo’s.” He nodded towards the frame before he made his way towards it and pointed at the one from the dinner. “That one’s a dead give away.” I laughed a little and shrugged before I leant down to place my shoes on.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I looked back towards the picture. He was right. I was practically kissing him. This was in front of his family.
“I don’t remember smiling that night.” I looked at him admiring the picture. “Actually that may have been when you were telling me you had no knickers on.” He raised his brow at me and I flushed red.
“It may have been.” My voice was quiet and I watched him hold out his hand.
“C’mon they’ll be thinking we’re having a quickie.” I laughed and took his hand in mine. We exited his room and made our way down the stairs. Alfie was smiling at us and Jay’s eyes warmed. Nance was standing close to him. Closer than she had been in a long time. I winked at her and watched her smirk before she looked towards Soph. She was grinning at us and I cleared my throat.
“We all ready?” I asked. There was a mumble throughout the house and I watched people making their way out of the door. I realised that Jamane, Marley and a few others like Connor had joined the usual clan.
Chapter Nine
Holt
The table was full. It was the largest one in the old english pub. The Oak beams reminded me of the place we’d arrived at for the meal with Harry’s family but somehow it was nicer? My mum had joined us not long after we’d arrived. She sat herself next to Nance and Jay. Right in the middle of them. I giggled to myself as I saw my mum and Jay bickering quietly. Buddy and Marley were chatting loudly and I found
