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The drive to my relative's house is filled with silence, the only sound that can be heard is Harry's calm breathing whose sitting in the passenger seat next to me.

To my surprise, nothing feels odd or awkward with Harry even after four years. Now that he's here, with his hand resting on my thigh and his emerald eyes fixed on me, I don't get a feeling that we'd been separated for so long, it's like nothing bad ever happened, that we've been a happy, normal couple all along.

When we stop outside the house, I hear Harry sigh and I turn my head in his direction. His lips are set in thin line and his forehead is creased as if he's thinking hard about something.

"You alright?" I ask him, my hand entwined with his that once rested on my thigh.

Harry nods a couple of time, looking away from me and outside towards the house, "what if she doesn't like me?"

His question causes me to smile wide, he's worried about how Sarah will react, seeing her mother with some guy she's never met or heard of before.

"You're the one whose been nagging me all night long, telling me you want to meet her and now you're nervous?" I tease him while squeezing his hand reassuringly at the same time.

Harry's lips part but no words come out and he huffs, inching his face closer to mine and pecking my lips instead.

"Do you wanna come in or you want to wait here?" I ask him in a whisper before pecking his lips twice, greedy for more than just innocent kisses.

"Wait here." Harry's short reply comes and I just shrug, getting out of the car to get my daughter back.

I'm aware that she'll act all grumpy today cause I left her at Susan's for an.entire night. Sarah's a nice child, never really troubles me for not taking her everywhere I go but she absolutely hates sleeping with someone else other than me.

Susan directs me to the living room where my precious little girl is lying on the couch, a bottle of milk in her mouth and she drinks from it, not really paying attention to the movie playing on the television.

Sarah's eyes are darting across the room with disinterest until they fall on me and her eyes become wide, she quickly sits up and smiles at me, letting go of the feeder and causing it to fall on the ground.

"Mommy." She calls out cheerfully, getting off the couch clumsily and rushing towards me.

I'm quick to approach her and my arms envelope her little body, pulling her close to chest and kissing her forehead.

"How's my little one today?" I ask her in a baby tone, picking her up in my arms and settling her on my hip before pressing another kiss on her face.

"No, 'm not lil cause I'm upset with you cause you're late." My daughter complains, resting her head on my chest and puffing out air from her mouth.

I hum in response, bringing my left hand up to remove the stray curls away from her forehead.

Being an observant child, Sarah notices the engagement ring and grabs my hand and stares at it with her big, blue eyes.

"Do you like it?" I ask her with a smile causing Sarah to look up at me before nodding her head.

"Uh huh, 's so pwetty!" She beams staring down at the ring again as if in awe.

"You wanna see who gave it to me?" I ask Sarah and she nods enthusiastically, letting go of hand and wrapping it around my neck.

"Well, okay then." I say with a smile before thanking Susan and making my way out of the house.

Harry's standing outside, leaning against the bonnet of my car but as soon as he sees us approaching he straighten his posture. Eyes darting nervously between me and Sarah.

I bite my lip when we're just a foot away from Harry and Sarah finally seem to notice another person's presence since she moves her head away from my chest and stares at Harry.

Silence stretches between the three of us for a good few minutes before Harry clears his throat and smiles, "Hi, Sarah."

"You give my mommy that pwetty ring?" Sarah asks him, completely ignoring the greeting and getting straight to the point.

Harry looks baffled at the sudden question and I get the urge to laugh out loud, wishing that I could record the first encounter of the two people who mean the world to me.

It takes Harry a few seconds before he smiles again and nods his head, "it was me indeed."

Sarah's eyes light up at that and she glances at me momentarily before looking back at Harry.

"I'm a good girl too." She tells Harry shyly, her cheeks slowly turn red as she says that, indirectly telling Harry that she wants a ring too.

Oh my spoilt child, I think to myself and chuckle.

Harry takes a step forward and lightly pinches Sarah's cheek causing her to giggle and hide her face in my neck.

"Well, I guess I gotta by you a ring even prettier, don't I?" Harry asks her and she hums, looking back at Harry and smiling widely.

"Mommy, I like him." Sarah says quietly as if it's a secret that should stay between me and her but her voice is loud enough for Harry to hear who looks at me with eyes twinkling with joy.
"I don't like his clothes though." She adds and this time I actually laugh.

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"Mommy look." Sarah's excited voice sounds in the room and I quickly wipe my hands off the apron watching her approach the kitchen while looking down at something on her finger.

When she comes to halt near me, I bend down to her level and see a beautiful ring adorning her tiny finger.

"See?" She says, bringing it closer to my face and I kiss her hand, my lips stretching into a big smile at seeing my girl so happy.

"It's beautiful, just like my Sarah." I tell her and she's pleased with my words, giggling as she snatches her hand away and goes back to Harry whose standing there near the kitchen counter.

She brings her arms out and Harry picks her up in his arms, "thank you daddy." She tells him and Harry peppers her entire face with kisses causing Sarah to giggle and put her hand on Harry's mouth, pushing his face away.

"Anything for my princess." Harry's muffled reply comes and Sarah shrieks when he nibble at her palm playfully causing her to move her hand away from Harry's mouth.

It's only been eight days since they first saw each other and they've already grown so attached. Harry's been showering Sarah with all his love and affection and for that I'm extremely grateful. I'm happy to see that he is indeed treating the child as his own, just like he had said that day.

I feel a pair of arms wrap around me and I sigh, closing my eyes when lips are pressed to the exposed skin of my neck, the exact spot where Harry had left a purplish mark a few nights back during a passionate encounter.

"Thank you." He mumbles out as his lips suck on the same spot, biting down on the skin before soothing the burn by licking it.

"What for?" I ask breathlessly, causing Harry grip to loosen a little as he thinks over my question, giving me a chance to spin around in his arms so that we're face to face.

"Everything." He says sincerely and I smile, pressing my lips against his.

Harry's quick to trap me in between the kitchen counter and his body while kissing me breathless. His lower body pressing against my own as our lips move in sync. Like every time, Harry let's me set the pace, my tongue darts out and swipes across his bottom lip causing him to groan lightly.

Hands finding there way to grope the swell of ass before swatting my left cheek, hard enough to make me yelp in surprise. I laugh breathlessly against his mouth, opening my eyes to find him staring down at me already.

"I love you." I tell him in a whisper, my hands sneaking into his shirt to feel the toned muscles.

Harry responds to my words by claiming my lips with his again, his hands going to the button of my jeans and popping it open before he grabs at my underwear to pull it down.

"Daddy?" Sarah's voice sounds in my ears and my eyes go wide, Harry away away from me within a blink of an eye, as if I'm on fire.

"Yes, darling." He says, clearing his throat and taking a step in her direction while I hastily pull up my underwear and pants, breathing out loudly as I button it up.

"Can we play doll, please?" I watch as Harry grabs her tiny hand in his and nods his head, causing the girl to shriek with excitement.

Harry lets Sarah guide them towards her room, looking back once and mouthing 'later' with a wink.

I decide to join the two fifteen minutes later when I'm done with food. lnstead of finding them in Sarah's room, I find them in my own, both of them sitting on the floor.

"Hey there." I say with a tiny smile and take a step inside, causing Harry's slump back to straighten before he looks over his shoulder at me.

For a moment, I stand there shocked, my mouth flying open at the sight of his face that's caked with make up. My makes up!

"Oh God!" I exclaim horrifically, taking a step closer to Harry to examine him face and my eyes go wide. "Is that my favourite lipstick, Sarah?"

I ask, pointing at Harry's lips that are stained with my favourite shade of red.

"Of course, It is." I say a little louder and glare at Harry before looking at Sarah whose covering her mouth with both of her hands, her own face has make up on it. She's wearing grey eye shadow and her cheeks have blush on them, the shade so dark that it seems like some one has slapped her repeatedly.

"Honey, I told you not to play with mummy's make-up." I say disappointingly, shaking my head as I snatch the ruined lipstick out of her hand.

"I jus' want daddy to be my doll." She whines, bottom lip wobbling a bit as she shies away from me and seeks shelter in Harry's arms.

"No, no. You don't get to hide like this." I tell her sternly, crossing my arms across my chest and watch as Harry whispers something in the girl's ears. "Sarah."

"I don't like her, daddy." Sarah whines, burying her face in the crook of Harry's neck while he laughs to himself at her words.

"What did she just say?" I ask Harry who laughs even more, ignoring my question. "This isn't funny at all."

"Can we get ice cream, daddy?" Sarah asks Harry in a small voice.

"Sure, princess. Can we take mummy too?" Harry asks purposely and cackle a bit when Sarah shakes her head no vigorously.

"Well, why not?" Harry asks her, pressing his red stained lips against her temple.

"Cause.. cause, she angry." She explains, moving her head away from Harry and looking at me momentarily before closing her eyes again.

I try to maintain my stern expressions but the smile on Harry's face and Sarah's innocent actions make me weak and finally I sigh, reaching forward and taking Sarah into my own arms.

"Why don't you say sorry and then we can go out together?" I propose, kissing her tiny nose before frowning when Sarah shakes her head no. Yup, stubborn as hell.

"Oh, come on. We can buy you new make up." Harry says and I narrow my eyes at him, silently telling him to shut up.

"Yeah, we buy new make up." Sarah repeats his words making Harry laugh again.

"It's still not very nice to ruin my things, Sarah. You've made me sad." I tell her and she struggles to get away from me, faking a cry.

Harry's quick to stand up on his feet and takes her out of my arms, like I'm harming her to which I roll my eyes. He's taking the role of spoiling her very seriously.

"Harry, you're spoiling her. This isn't nice." I tell him but Harry just shrugs, pressing a kiss to my cheek and staining it red. "Go wash your face, hers as well."

That being said, Harry makes his way towards the bathroom with Sarah still in his arms who says, "I don't like mommy." I her own kind of hushed tone that's loud enough for everyone to hear.

I sit on the bed hearing the sound of tap running and Harry mumbling something. Soon, the noises stop and both of them come out of the bathroom with clean faces.

As quickly as I look there way, I avert my gaze elsewhere to appear upset that is until I feel someone clinging to my legs, trying to climb up.

"'m sorry, mummy." Sarah exclaims in her small voice, looking at me with her bottom lip jutting out and her wide eyes staring hopefully at me.

I try to ignore her but of course my heart melts at the sight of my beautiful little angel. Carefully, I set her on the bed next to me and tuck her hair behind her ears.

"It's fine, I know you're my good little girl." I tell her and she beams at me, pecking both of my cheeks before hugging me.

Another strong pair of arm wraps around both me and Sarah and I don't even look up to see who it is, recognizing Harry just by his scent.

"My precious girls." He whispers with a content sigh and I smile to myself, thinking that life can never get any better than this.