When Harry arrived the next day at her apartment, she greeted him with a passionate kiss. He replied immediately, dropping his bags on the floor. Placing his arms around her waist, he pulled her close. "To what do I deserve this pleasure?" He grinned at her.

"Nothing. I just missed you, that's all." She mumbled, placing kisses on his neck.

"You saw me two days ago." His hands softly intertwining with her blonde hair.

"That's a long time." Her hands quickly, grabbed the hem of his t-shirt, dragging him towards the sofa.

Shit, Harry knew exactly where this was heading. He knew that twinkle in her eye so well. Pushing him on the sofa, she straddled him. Biting her lip, she managed to open every button of his white shirt. He wasn't wearing an undershirt. His hands managed to find her bare legs, it wasn't that hard because she was wearing a skirt.

And no underwear, fuck.

"No knickers?" He groaned in between her passionate kisses.

"Nope." She gently let her finger go through the small bush of light hair on his chest, slowly making its way down to his happy trail.

When her hand finally made contact with his shaft, Harry closed his eyes. How the hell didn't she get sick of this? He always tried to keep up with her but he could definitely feel the fact that he was more than 5 years older than her.

Evee kissed him passionately, feeling herself getting wetter by the minute. He was strong in her arms. She felt his hands gently stroking her folds. Groaning, unable to sit still at his movement, she kissed him again.

When he gently pressed one finger in her, she thought she was going to explode. She needed more than a finger. Wrapping her hands around him, "I'm on birthcontrol." She spoke, looking at her boyfriend, wondering if it was okay to do it without a condom. He nodded his head at her, they had been together for nearly three months, plus he had other things to think about. She gently guided him into her. Both moaning at the contact, she slowly lifted herself, gently pressing down again.

She could feel Harry's hands on her ass, moving a long with her. Her hands made their way towards his neck as she placed her lips on his once more. It was gentle at first but then passion took over. God she wanted to go fast, but the suspension of her sofa didn't work along. Suddenly she felt Harry standing up, lifting her along with him, still connected with her. She ferventely kissed his neck. When she finally felt herself sitting down, that's when she realised she was actually laying down on her dinner table.

Harry grabbed her hips, pulling her over the edge so he could finally take control. Evee didn't have time to think because her boyfriend had never been as rough as he had now.

And dammit, she liked it.

Throwing her head back, closing her eyes, she could feel Harry placing her legs against his shoulder. This whole new angle seemed to take the edge of because she was sure her neighbours heard their lovemaking all the way down the hall.

"Fuck." She moaned, she could feel his hands under her shirt, grabbing her breasts.

A familiar wave of pleasure was coming closer, she didn't think she'd be able to handle more. "God, Harry." She wanted to grab something, but her hands only made contact with the dinner table, trying to grasp something.

His breath was starting to deepen, his moans were getting a little louder when he saw the woman he loved underneath him crawl at his undoing. He loved how she moaned his name. When he felt her clench around him, without condom it was much more intense, it didn't take long for him to follow.

Riding out the waves of pleasure, he could feel her heavy breaths underneath him. "Fuck, that was one of our best ones." She mumbled, sweat dripping off her forehead.

He nodded his head, placing it on her chest. It was an odd sight, Evee on that diningtable with Harry laying half naked on top of her. She gently rubbed her hands through his hair. "I told my parents yesterday."

"Really?" He looked up at her.

"Yeah. It was alright. They're expecting us at the end of june."

"Okay. Good. Will invited us to a polo match." He carefuly spoke, knowing her precious history with polo matches.

She scrunched up her nose, sitting herself up on her elbows. "Really? When?"

"Tomorrowafternoon actually. I was thinking you could spend the night at my place." Harry answered, pulling himself out of her and cleaning up.

"Will Kate go?" Eveline spoke, hoping she atleast had some company when both men played the game she still didn't understand shit about.

"Yes."

"Won't they take pictures of us?" She looked at him in confusion. "I'm assuming the press will be there."

"Well, you and Kate could drive together with the kids and she could tell people you're a friend of hers." Harry didn't want her to feel left out. He, himself wouldn't have minded that people would start noticing her as his girlfriend. He actually wanted to be able to hold her in public and tell people how happy he was. But he also knew it was better this way, for now.

She nodded her head in understanding, "Wouldn't it just be better if I stayed home then? You can go without me, I wouldn't mind."

"But I want you there." He pouted his lips like a child.

"You wouldn't be able to hold me anyways." She raised her eyebrow at him, lifting herself off her dinnertable and looking at the mess they had made.

"No but I would be able to sneak around with you in the stables." He grinned at her.

"Oooh, naughty. I like it." She laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Do I need a fancy dress then? And a ridiculous hat?"

"You would do well wearing a nice dress, yes. The hat will only get in my way, so no." He replied, looking down at her.

"Okay. I'm not sure if I have a nice dress though and I can't wear the one I already wore to that first match."

"Maybe you can ask Kate for one." He shrugged.

"Do I look like a fit in one of Kate's dresses?" She raised her eyebrows at him.

He knew he had to answer this carefuly. His father always told him women and their weight were touchy subjects. He used to say men could never win. Evee wasn't as skinny as Kate no, but she was far from fat. She had a nice set of tits on her and a good ass, which Harry was both very fond of.

"Maybe you can ask her for one of her maternity dresses." He laughed but after a minute he also realised his mistake. Okay, after that sentence came out of his mouth, Harry realised his father was right. He should've just said she looked fine.

He had never seen her face turn that sour before. Before he knew it, she picked up an apple from the knocked over fruitbowl on the table and threw it right at his balls.

This time, she had a good aim. She didn't purposely aim bad like previous times. She had a good throw.

"That's really rude." She grumbled, not even caring that Harry was doubled over in pain on the floor.

"And poorly, coming from a ginger pube man!" She turned around on her heals, marching towards her bedroom and closing the door with a big throw behind her.

She had to ask for Kate's maternity clothes?! That was such a low blow. She knew that she wasn't a feather but he had no trouble picking her up to fuck her on that dinner table!

It didn't take long before Harry was knocking on her bedroomdoor, "Come on! I'm sorry! I was joking!"

She knew he didn't mean it and she did instigate his reply. She also knew she couldn't stay mad at him for more than two minutes. Which sucked really bad because in the end, his reply wasn't okay.

"Sweety, I'm sorry! I love you!"

Evee rolled her eyes at his voice behind the door. Opening her closet, she decided to let him suffer a little longer. Trying to hold back laughter, she could hear him curse at himself for being so stupid. Men.

"Come on, let me in! I'm sorry. What can I do to make it up to you?" He shouted.

It made Eveline wonder when he would actually realise that the door wasn't locked and he could just step inside if he wanted to. She marched towards the door, opening it, "The door's actually open, you moron."

"Oh." He looked at the door. Evee walked back towards her closet, picking up piece after piece and placing it on her bed. She tried holding back laughter when he painfuly (and with an odd walk) stepped in front of her with a pout. "I'm sorry. It was a joke."

She nodded her head at him, "I know that. Sorry about the apple in the nuts thing."

"You know I love your tits and ass."

"And you know how much I love your ginger pubes." He grinned at her, placing his arms around her neck. "Will you be fine riding a horse tomorrow with your painful balls?"

"I'm sure if you give them a nice treatment it will all be over in the morning." He joked, laughing at himself.

"I know I will laugh whenever I see you bounce on that horse."

"I wouldn't expect anything else from you." He replied, kissing her forehead.

When sunday arrived and Evee finally managed to pull on an old summer dress of hers, she was glad when the sun was shining very brightly. The cardigan wasn't really her style so it meant that she could take it off. Placing her sunglasses on her nose, Harry and her made their way to apartment 1a.

"Hey guys!" Kate grinned, holding Charlotte. "It's been a while." She giggled, thinking about the fact that the couple sat at her breakfast table a couple of hours ago.

"Hi!" Evee grinned, placing a kiss on Kate's cheek and saying hello to Charlotte. "Are you bringing her?"

"Oh no, the kids are staying home, there's too much press." Kate noticed Evee's worried look. "You'll be fine, you'll be an old friend of mine. We'll drink some champagne and laugh a little, don't worry."

Evee nodded her head, listening to Harry, "See, nothing to worry about, Kate will take care of you. Now where's my brother? "

"He's in the study, had to finish some stuff before leaving." Immediately Harry kissed Evee and went inside.

Catherine and Evee followed, chatting about what Evee could expect. The blonde nurse rolled her eyes when she heard her boyfriend scream 'shotgun' at his brother, initiating that he was going to drive. "Dammit Harry!" Was the last thing she heard when she entered the kitchen behind Kate.

Kate and her left a little later than Harry and William, they still had to prepare for the match. Both women had some time to drink a wine. "How are we getting there?" Evee asked, stroking Lupo's fur.

"I was thinking we could drive there ourselves." Kate proposed. "It's a pretty calm road."

Evee nodded her head, "Okay. You know the way, right?"

The brunette nodded her head, smiling, "Oh yeah, like the back of my hand. Don't worry about it. Have you ever been to a polo match?"

Evee tried holding back laughter, "Yeah, I kind of had to. My boss forced me to go after Harry invited the department to a charity match. I was so mad."

Kate giggled, holding her hand to her mouth. "Really? You didn't like it?"

"Oh no." Evee shook her head. "I was not amused. That was my free saturday. I wanted to go home as quickly as possible. My friend had to give me 25 bucks to stay and talk to Harry. She gave my number to him behind my back."

"Harry wasn't lying when he said he had to work his way around you." Catherine smiled.

"Oh he did. But soon I found out how nice he was. And lovely."

Kate smiled at her, loving the fact that Evee spoke so nicely of her brother in law. "Harry's a real sweetheart."

Evee nodded her head, "He is, isn't he? Well except this afternoon, he kind of got on my nerves, but it was just a joke."

Kate looked in concern at Evee, she was surprised they looked pretty happy when they walked in. "Oh no! It's not like that. It was over in five minutes." Evee waved her hands like it wasn't a big deal.

"What happened?" Eveline wasn't really sure if she wanted to tell Kate. It was quite embarressing.

Deciding Kate was trustable she answered anyways, "He kind of made a joke about my weight."

Kate looked confused, "Your weight? Why? You're perfect, far from fat."

"Ah well, it was more a joke gone wrong, he didn't mean it."

"Still, a man should never joke about something like that."

"Oh he's not going to do it again, Kate, that's for sure." Evee held back laughter, still seeing Harry painfully walking towards her in her bedroom, taking another sip from her white wine.

Kate smile immediately grew, seeing Evee's face. "What did you do?!" Seeing Evee's expression, she knew Harry would probably never make a comment like that again. She was curious.

"Let's just say, if you see a painful expression on his face whenever he bounces up and down that horse, I have no regrets."

The always so graceful Kate spit out the wine and laughed so hard that Evee had to laugh along. "Good job." She heard the duchess speak underneath her laughs.