27. Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Harry
It’s been five days since we landed in London and five days since her nightmare that scared the ever-loving shit out of me. The way she screamed and called for Iris will haunt me. I’ve only ever heard one person scream like that and it's a day I’d like to forget. I want to ask her who Iris is but now isn't the time. I don't want to ruin this time we have together, pushing her to have conversations she’s not ready to have.
I have delivered on my promise of mind-blowing sex, with some sight-seeing thrown in. I've had Ali on just about every hard surface in the apartment. Our antics in the kitchen meant I was ordering my sister a new set of wine glasses, but hey, it was worth it to watch Ali come undone like that.
We’ve visited all the main sights, the Tower of London, Big Ben, Buckingham Palace, Westminster Abbey, a West End show and I even took her on the tube, but I've saved the best for today. Something has changed between us since we got here. Yes, I still want to sew her mouth shut sometimes, and she loves to give me shit, but I like being around her. We have more in common than I thought. It turns out I do indeed love a chick flick and a pamper session and give her a pack of playing cards and she will win at almost every game. We have similar tastes in music and food. We've tasted just about every food London has to offer, including donuts shaped like a penis and a vagina. Watching her eat a donut shaped like a penis with whipped cream oozing out the tip shouldn't have been a turn on, but boy, was it? I know she has to leave in a few days' time but truthfully, I don't want her to go.
The cab pulls up at our destination and I get out of the car, reaching for Ali’s hand and helping her onto the sidewalk.
The look on Ali’s face right now will forever be etched in my memory. She glances up at the tall building, eyes wide and jaw slack. “Harry… what are we doing here?”
“I thought Alice should get to go to a real tea party.” Her hand flies to her mouth and tears form in her eyes.
I have brought her to Fortnum the good, the bad, the broken… all of it.
I press a kiss to her forehead. “Anything for you, Ali Cat.”