Kiwi // H.S. // A.U.

Chapter Thirty-Five

HARRY

"Why is it so early?" Emma grumbles, curling herself more into me.

She had fallen asleep on me on the couch last night, so I had carried her to the bedroom. It was pretty simple, bed against the middle of the back wall, dresser and nightstand, door off to the side for the bathroom. I had fallen asleep almost instantly, pulling her back to my chest, and cuddling my face to her neck.

I chuckled, "Not even that early. It's like nine."

"Feels earlier." I barely heard her as she was talking into my chest, making me grin.

Surprising her, I whip off the blanket, and spin her around until she's on her back and I'm hovering over her.

"No!" She yells playfully.

I laugh, lowering myself to her body, keeping her somewhat warm. "How about we take a warm shower, wake you up, and then go for a walk around the neighborhood to see what's going on around here. Can't waste any time, angel. We're only here for three days."

"But we're on holiday! We're supposed to sleep in." She pouts.

I smile down at her, "We'll sleep in tomorrow, I promise."

I coax her into the bathroom, turning the shower on while she brushes her teeth, making sure the water is nice and hot for her. I hold her hand as she gets in, chuckling when she sighs at the feeling of the warm water, and I brush my teeth. We wash off lazily, spending more time kissing and letting our hands wander, then actually cleaning ourselves.

It's so easy with her. I loved how nothing seemed to change between us going from something like fuck buddies to dating. I guess we weren't really sticking to the normal friends with benefits anyways, so it wasn't much of a difference.

When we were done, we wrapped ourselves in the complimentary robes they gave us, and I waited for her to put on her makeup. I texted Mike, who was covering some of my work, to see how he was doing. He didn't have much to do, because I had done the heavy lifting, and I had explained which reports he needed to input and send off to our boss while avoiding his questions about my getaway.

Everyone had been very curious as to where I was going this weekend, but luckily it seemed as though they didn't expect Emma. Honestly, I wouldn't have minded if they knew, but from Emma's reaction last weekend it was obvious she didn't want to cross that line just yet.

I had coffee made for us, changing into some warm clothes. It wasn't snowing, but it was pretty frigid outside. I smiled when she rounded the corner, a cute knitted hat with a fluffy ball on top, long heavy winter coat, and mittens on her hands. Her hair was braided to the side, and she had put on just a light layer of makeup, making her look fresh and still a little sleepy.

She shuffled over to me, smiling wide, "I like this." She motions towards my beanie, little curls coming out of the bottom.

"Thanks, want to head out?" I ask, handing her a thermos of hot coffee.

She nodded, "Can't believe you talked me in to taking a walk when it's below zero."

I laugh, stepping outside, my own coffee in my hand, "It is not below zero."

"Close enough." She shoots back, but leads the way down the path to the street.

We had looked over the pamphlets, and saw that there was a nature conservatory close to our cottage. I was surprised to see so many people out and about since it was so cold, but it looked like the whole resort was out. Some were even riding bikes, families with kids bundled up in fluffy snow coats.