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Chapter 13:

***Beep,Beep,Beep***

I open my eyes and turn to turn off my alarm. I sit up and smile, ready to start my day.

Lately, I wake up every morning smiling. I attribute that to Harry. Ever since he came back into my life it’s hard to think of how empty my life was without him. He’s caring, funny, and sexy as hell. Our heated encounter at the marina yesterday really makes me emphasize the sexy as hell attribute right now.

I snap out of my own thoughts as my phone dings. I look at an email that came through. It’s from the local magazine company that I had applied to yesterday. They want me to come in for an interview at 2:30pm today!

I am overwhelmed with nerves and excitement. I quickly reply that I will be there.

I run down the stairs yelling for my mom.

Mom! Where are you?!!

I finally locate her on the back porch.

“What is it Bo?” She looks concerned by how frantic I am.

I have an interview at the magazine company!!!

“Really?!!! That’s great!” She gets up and hugs me.

I don’t know what I am going to wear!

“How about that black professional dress I bought you when you first started college?”

That’s a great idea! Thanks Mom!!!

I spent the rest of the morning doing my makeup and journaling. I had recently taken up writing as I wanted to tell someone about all my moments with Harry, but some were too personal and intimate to tell. So I decided to journal them like I was telling myself in a way, but getting the thoughts out of my head and onto paper.

I glance up at the clock after a journaling session and realize I have an hour until my interview. I go downstairs and quickly eat a sandwich. It’s time to put my dress on. I get the dress on but can’t zipper it. Luckily my mom was able to help after I called for her.

“You look so beautiful Bo, like a true business woman”

Thanks Mom!

She heads to go get her keys and I take one last look in the mirror at myself. I think of what Harry would think of my outfit. I decided not to tell him about my interview because I don’t want to get my hopes up, so the less people that know the better in case they don’t like me.

***20 minutes later***

I hug my mom and start walking towards the magazine building. I’m a little wobbly as I am not used to wearing high heels. I am more of a converse type of girl.

I enter into the building and introduce myself to the receptionist. She says to take a seat and she will take me back in a few minutes.

The receptionist is a young woman probably a little older than me. She has shiny red hair and red lipstick on to match it. Her Yellow dress really makes her lips and hair pop. I hope one day I can look as put together as her.

I sit in the waiting room twiddling my thumbs and tapping my foot out of anxiousness.

I finally here my name called.

“Bo, you can follow me.” The Red haired woman takes me back to a glass conference room. I see a woman sitting in the room. We make eye contact, I smile. The receptionist opens the door for me to enter.

I don’t realize there is a slight raise of the floor to enter the room and I trip. I fall clumsily to the ground and basically face plant. Way to go Bo, way to make a first impression, I scold myself.

The woman in the conference room looks concerned and comes over.

“Are you alright?” She puts a hand out to help me up.

Yep, just a bruised ego.

The woman laughs at me.

I’m Bo.

“Nice to new you Bo, I’m Ashley.”

We sit down and start to have small talk. While this is occurring I study Ashley. She is probably in her upper 30s, blonde, and looks to be a respected boss here by how much people smile and wave at her through the glass as we chat.

She is super nice and is very passionate about writing.

“Bo, what do you like to write about? Why are you passionate about writing?”

I am silent for a minute, trying to think about what she wants to hear. I can’t think of the best versed answer, so I tell the truth.

Well, I started writing to express myself. I feel that it’s an escape and a way to talk to myself without sounding crazy if you know what I mean. I am passionate about my life and reliving it through my words makes me happy. I love how there are words to describe some of the best feelings and writing them down let’s you relive those moments. So I guess it sounds a bit selfish, but I like to write about my life and my experiences. Writing is the one thing in life that I do for myself.

She smiles. “Bo, that is what “Transparency Magazine” is all about! We want our readers to connect with us through our personal experiences. We want to create a friendship through words.”

Ashley hands me one of her articles. I briefly read the column.

Wow, I love your way with words. I’d love to read some more of your articles!

“Aww thanks! I will definitely give you some more of my pieces to look over.”

The interview ends after about 45 minutes. Ashley thanks me for coming and says she will be in touch with an answer soon. I thank her and she sends me home with a few of her pieces to read.

As I am leaving I get a text from Harry asking if I will meet him at the community center where he teaches self defense and trains boxers.

I respond: Sure thing, but only if you promise to be shirtless when I get there.

Buzz

Harry: I think I can manage that ;)

I use my Uber app and get a ride to the gym.

I head through the doors feeling a little awkward as I am still in my professional black dress.

I walk through the center to the room where Harry usually trains. Sure enough I look in and there’s Harry, shirtless and glistening in sweat. I notice he is training a guy a bit shorter than Harry. He has spiky black hair. He’s a bit scrawny but looks to be pretty good at throwing jabs. He does look a little careless in his swings sometimes, but it seems that his ego may be distracting him. He knows he’s good which may be his weakness.

Harry is not vain at all when it comes to fighting. He keeps his eye on the prize and doesn’t try to showboat. That is how he wins all the time, that’s how he beat Scott. With his fine tuned physical skills and smart thinking, Harry is a hard contender to beat.

I take a few more seconds to stare at Harry’s tan skin and glistening tattoos that are darkened by the sweat that covers them. My mouth is hanging open as I stare in awe.

“Are you enjoying the view?”

I lift my eyes from Harry’s hip bones to see him cheekily grinning at me.

Sorry I got distracted I chuckle.

“Bo, this is Zayn. Zayn, this is my girlfriend Bo.”

Nice to meet you Zayn.

“Likewise. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

Really?

“Harry won’t shut up about you.” Harry pushes Zayn’s shoulder and gives him a dirty look.

We have small talk for a few minutes. Zayn seems really nice and it looks like the two are hitting it off.

Zayn says he has to get home and heads out of the room.

A few seconds later it’s just Harry and I in the room.

“So, you wanna tell me why you are in this skin tight little black dress?” He teasingly asks.

My cheeks blush.

Well I had an interview today at a magazine company called Transparency.

“Bo, that’s great! How did it go?”

It went really well I think. I mean I haven’t heard anything yet, but I am hoping for the best. Harry, the boss Ashley is so talented and would be an awesome mentor to have.

“That sounds like a fantastic opportunity Bo. They would be crazy not to pick you for the job!”

Harry, you have to say that, you’re my boyfriend. You’re bias.

“Well, it’s true!”

I smirk at him while rolling my eyes.

“If I were your boss I would get in trouble for inappropriate touching.” He slides his hand up the back out my leg and up my dress to squeeze my bum.

I gasp. As he squeezes I let out a moan and collapse into him. He starts to kiss my neck. I just want to feel his lips on mine. I grab his face with my hands and bring it to mine. Our lips passionately clash. We kiss for several minutes as Harry holds my bum. His tongue intruding into my mouth every few seconds. Harry finally pulls away as we both are breathless. I am confused as to why he pulled away and try to lean up on my tippy toes to continue kissing him.

Harry does not lean down to meet me half way.

“I want to cook for you to celebrate your interview. Let’s get out of here.”

I nod and Harry sweeps me off my feet to carry me to the car as he can tell how unstable I am in these heels.

We arrive back at Harry’s flat. I sit on the couch as Harry starts cooking.

He looks at me from the kitchen.

“You can’t be comfortable in that. Why don’t you put on one of my t-shirts and a pair of joggers?”

I nodded. He didn’t have to tell me twice. I loved wearing Harry’s clothes. They were baggy, comfy, and they smelled like him.

I made my way to the bedroom and picked out a white t-shirt and some black joggers. They slid on easily since they were way bigger than my normal size of clothes.

I meandered back out to the living room. Harry was staring at me and smiling.

What?

“Fuck, you look hot in my clothes. They look way better on you than me.”

I blush and playfully tell him to stop it.

***30 minutes later**

“Well, I am not the greatest cook but pizza is my specialty.”

Harry had made pepperoni pizza which is my favorite. I peck him on the cheek and thank him. I then dig in as I have worked up an appetite from my busy day.

Once we finished eating I nuzzle into Harry and we cuddle while watching a movie. I wasn’t paying too much attention to the movie as I was listening to Harry’s heartbeat and feeing his chest rise and fall as he breathed. It’s the simple things that make you fall in love with someone. I loved all of Harry. The good and the bad. These simple moments made me appreciate our time together. I could do this every night for the rest of my life.

Harry lowers his head and kisses the side of my face. I turn and do the same to him.

The movie ends and my eyes are barely still open. Harry slightly lifts me up so that he can slide out from under me. He then picks me up bridal style and carries me back to the bedroom. He lays me down and I flip to sleep on my stomach.

Harry climbs in next to me.

“Goodnight Beautiful.”

Goodnight, Harry.

Harry pulls his t-shirt that I am wearing up to my shoulders, so that my back is exposed. He starts to lightly scratch my back soothingly. It feels so nice and I can feel myself drifting into sleep.

He makes my body tingle with pleasure. This curly haired boy makes me feel so good.

Why does he have to be so perfect?

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kbvball44 · 5 years ago

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Dark/Knockout Continuation:

Chapter 12:

***Bo’s POV***

I scrunch my nose and squint as the sun hits my face through the thin curtains. I finally adjust to the light and open my eyes. I turn to my left expecting to find my curly haired boy next to me, but the bed is empty. I see a note that is labeled Bo sitting on the night stand next to the bed. I lazily reach over to grab the note. I read it to myself.

“Bo, got asked to do a last minute training session for a boxer this morning. Should be back in 2 hours. XOXO - Harry”

I put the note down and turn to cuddle Harry’s pillow. I breath in his scent and feel a smile forming on my face. Even Harry’s scent makes me giddy. It’s scary how much power he has over me, he occupies all of my thoughts and dreams. I can’t bare to lose him again, I know this time will be different though and we will make it work. I keep telling myself that trying to convince myself that I am right. I sure hope so, but who knows what will be thrown at us. It’s like the universe can’t decide it we are meant to be together. Harry and I are trying our best to convince it that we do. Haha.

***Later that Day***

I decided to head home after getting up. I had spent the morning at home with my mom helping her garden. I am not one to do much manual labor, but I would do anything for my mom. It also gave us time to chat. We talked about my Job searches and the people that annoyed her at her work. My mom is the sweetest woman, but man if you cross her you should be afraid. Haha. I guess that’s where I get my feisty behavior from.

I decided not to tell my mom that I am working on getting back together with Harry. She thinks I slept over at Tiff’s house last night. I just think it’s easier to keep others out of the picture for now. My mom likes Harry, but she has seen me fall apart twice when we have broken up and thinks I need to focus on myself.

We finished up gardening and my mom heads to get cleaned up. I sit on the couch with my laptop searching through pages of Job postings. I find one for a local magazine company, they are looking for a columnist to write about a variety of topics. I decide why not, and submit an application. I hear my phone buzz as I continue to peruse through the postings.

“Meet me at the Marina at 7pm. Wear something nice. Preferably the black lace panties. :P XOXO - Harry”

I blush at his text and reply: I’ll be there. I’d prefer to wear the red lace ones though. ;)

The old Bo would never say that, but after experiencing college I gained a confidence I never thought I would have. Tiff taught me the art of text flirting and I love trying it out on Harry.

My phone buzzes again:

“Fuck, that’s hot. I’m hard just thinking about it.”

I decide not to reply to let him continue to think dirty thoughts. I head upstairs to get ready.

I took a shower and am now trying to figure out what to wear. I put on a black lace bra and the red lace panties underneath a red skirt. I decide to put on a low cut button down black tank top. It looks nice, but isn’t too dressy. I am not too sure what Harry’s plans are for us, but I believe this will do.

I ask my mom to drive me to the Marina as I have still not invested in a car. I tell her I am going to meet Charlotte and she doesn’t question it at all.

She drops me off and asks if I need a ride home. I say no, I’ll just have Charlotte drive me home. She waves and I head towards the wooded park that runs next to the large body of water that is there because of the town’s dam. I head down the path as the sun sets. After walking for about 10 minutes I find the bench that Harry said to meet him at. The area is pretty secluded as most people are at dinner and not walking at the park. I take a seat and gaze at the view of the yellow/red sunset and the shimmering water.

I am so immersed in the view that I don’t even notice when someone walks up behind me. I feel my hair pulled away from my neck and I feel curls touching my skin as he begins to suck on my neck. My head rolls back in pleasure and I turn to see Harry smiling at me. I peck him on the lips and he comes around the bench to sit next to me.

“Hello Beautiful”

I blush.

Hi Harry.

We sit for a few minutes having small talk about our day. He tells me about how he had a good boxing session with a new fighter named Zayn. Harry sounds like he may have found a new buddy.

After a bit we decide to get up and start walking some more. He slings his arm around me as we walk, a little bit of his weight is being placed on me, but I don’t mind. We travel deeper onto the Park’s trail. The few people that we passed are now far behind us and we are all alone. We stop to take in the view again. I lean up against a stone wall that differentiates the path from the wooded forest.

Harry looks nervous when I take a quick glance at him. I am confused as to why.

Harry, is something wrong? You look nervous.

He chuckles. “No, nothing is wrong. I just have something to ask you.”

Well what is it.

He bites his lip and looks down to the ground. He looks adorable when he’s nervous, I want to bite his lip.

“Well, I wanted to ask if you would be my girlfriend Bo?” As he said this he pulls the paper plane pendant out from his pocket and holds it out to me.

I am shocked to see the pendant again. I mean I know that I saw it not too long ago, but I never thought I would have it around my neck again. My heart flutters as I look at the curly haired boy and take in what he just said to me.

I am silent for a minute as I think of all the memories that chain holds then I finally reply and tell him yes of course.

He smiles and pecks me on the cheek. I turn around so that he can put the necklace on me. The pendant falls right between my breasts and it feels like it never should have left there.

I feel heat building in my stomach as I can’t contain my feelings for Harry and how romantic this scene is with the sun setting. He put so much effort into this and I couldn’t be more grateful.

I turn to Harry and swipe a few curls from his face. He looks like a God, even with his scar. His cloudy green eye looks to be locked on my face and I am overwhelmed with feelings. I lean up and place a passionate kiss on Harry’s lips. He reciprocates and turns me so that my back is against the stone wall.

We continue to passionately kiss and then Harry starts to suck on my neck. We both are desperate to touch each other. I moan as he grabs my backside. He likes my reaction and lifts me up so that my arms are around his neck and my legs are wrapped around his waste as he grabs my bum. He slowly move us forward until I am sat on the stone wall.

He is now standing in between my legs as he steps back to look me up and down.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

My cheeks turn pink. I pull him by his shirt so that our lips connect again. His tongue slips into my mouth. I lightly palm him on the outside of his shorts. He let’s out a deep groan. I continue to do this while he gives my neck more attention. He then slowly starts to unbutton my top. 3 buttons are undone so that my black lace bra is showing. He starts to suck on my chest. The feelings are overwhelming and I feel the heat continuing to build in my stomach as I yearn for him.

“You didn’t tell me you were going to wear a black lace bra too. You look so hot in it.”

I smirk at him.

“You know what that means.”

I look at him, waiting for him to say something.

“I better check that you were telling the truth when you said you were going to wear red lace panties”

His words make a tickle run down my spine and goosebumps form. I wanted to be touched by him so desperately.

He looked around to make sure no one was remotely around us and lowered his head to my waist. He put his hand on my knee and slowly moved his way up my thigh. I was trembling at how slow he was moving. He was teasing me.

He slowly moved my skirt up until my red lace panties were exposed.

“Oh fuck, you really weren’t kidding.”

I smile at him while I am panting from how excited he has me.

He rubs his fingers over the lace and then pulls the fabric slightly to the side. He looks at me as he puts his fingers in his mouth and gets them wet. He then slowly inserts his fingers into me. I gasp at the intrusion. It’s uncomfortable and pleasurable at the same time.

He slowly starts to pump his fingers in and out of me. I am gasping and whispering Harry’s name. I start to feel the heat building and I can tell I will not last much longer.

Just as I think I can’t take much more, Harry removes his fingers.

“I want you to come for me while I am eating you baby.”

He lowers his head and starts to kiss my inner thighs. He then flicks his tongue over my clit. I am gasping for air and know I am not going to last much longer. He licks my entrance and that is all I can take. I scream out in ecstasy. Harry has to put his hand over my mouth as I forget we are in public.

Once the wave of pleasure subsides. Harry pulls my panties back over and my skirt down.

He pecks me on the lips and whispers in my ear.

“Baby, you tasted so good.” He licks his lips.

I wrap my arms around him and we hug for a few minutes while I catch my breath. Thank god we had finished what we were doing because as I was hugging Harry a couple walked by with their dogs.

I chuckle as I can’t believe we just did that here in the park.

Harry pulls back to face me.

“Ready to get some dinner?”

Yes.

Harry helps me hop down from the stone wall. When I get to my feet I almost fall with how shaky my legs are from our heated moment just a few minutes ago.

“Maybe I should give you a lift.” He laughs.

I agree and climb up onto his back.

We reach the restaurant and head inside. We choose to sit out on the deck area where we can look out at the water and see different boats sail by.

Our food arrives and I am starving. I can’t get enough and am eating really fast.

“Hungry much?”

I laugh and whisper

Well even though you did all the work it was pretty tiring being the one receiving all that pleasure.

Harry grins. “I’m glad you liked it so much.”

We continue the night chatting about our favorite places to eat and tv shows we have been binging on.

Harry goes to pay the check as I sit and finish my drink.

A few minutes later he returns. I am staring out at the boats and fiddling with my pendant I am twirling with my fingers.

“The pendant looks really good on you Bo. I’m really glad it’s back where it belongs.”

I giggle and stand up to leave. My legs have finally recovered from the heated moment and I can stand on my own. I kiss his cheek and we head to his car. Harry opens the door and grabs my waist to hoist me up into the passenger side. I thank him and he closes the door. He hops in and we head back to my house.

I am exhausted from all the fun we had before and during dinner. I lean over and rest my head on Harry’s should while he drives. I accidentally doze off.

I wake to a kiss on my forehead.

“Babe, you’re home.”

I open my eyes to see my house and Harry’s cute face staring at me.

“Can I walk you to your door?”

I think about it for a moment.

I don’t think you should right now. I just don’t think my mom needs to know about us at this time. We are figuring things out and I don’t want anyone else involved in that. Is that okay?

“Of course. I had a really nice time with you tonight Bo.”

Me too. I smile as I grab his hands and entwine our fingers.

“Goodnight Bo.”

Harry kisses me on my forehead.

Goodnight Harry.

I slip out the passenger door and walk to my front door. Before I go in I turn around to get one last look at the beautiful curly haired boy that I now get to call my boyfriend.

He waves and then drives off into the night.

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kbvball44 · 5 years ago

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Dark/Knockout Sequel Continuation:

Continuing Bo & Harry’s Story:

Hello,

Let me start off by saying I am in no way a writer, but just a fan of Dark/Knockout who needs to see this story continue. It’s been 3 years since and update, so my hope for the original author to continue is very low. With that being said I am going to continue the story as I see it playing out.

I apologize in advance as it may not be as good as the original author’s.

I am going to be posting this to Tumblr and Wattpad so you can read it in either one.

https://my.w.tt/yR391qVNe7

*Disclaimer: I do not own the story Dark or Knockout and am just continuing H28/Han-rawr’s story.

Chapter 11:

“I know. But it feels new,” she softly smiles, thumb lightly rubbing at the tattoo on his hip.

***Bo’s POV***

As I lay underneath Harry I can’t get my mind to stop racing. There’s just so many thoughts in my head and I’m nervous to make love with the boy that had gotten away from me not once but twice. It’s at that point that my mind trailed off to the movie “The Notebook” and I compared my experience to Ally when she and Noah first had sex. Her mind was racing but then everything became clear and she knew Noah was the one.

I have never doubted that Harry is the one, but our relationship has never been easy and we have fought so many obstacles to get to where we are. However I know I would fight forever for this curly haired boy.

“Bo?”

Harry had snapped me back to reality. He brushed his nose against mine.

“What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?”

I give Harry a smile and place my fingers on his hip bones and slowly start to trace his v-line. I give him a quick peck on the mouth and say wouldn’t you like to know.

Harry leans down and starts to shower my neck with kisses. He slowly sucks and i can tell a small mark will be left on my skin. I love that Harry likes to leave reminders of our intimate moments on my skin. I can’t explain it, it’s just hot to think about. He’s mine and I’m his. I feel the heat building in my stomach. Just as I start to pull at the waist of his boxers the door bell rings.

I sigh as Harry rolls off of me and pulls on a pair of black joggers and hurries to the door where I can here a female yelling “Harry I know your In there, open up!”

***Harry’s POV***

I hurry to the door slightly uncomfortable as just moments ago I was having a heated moment with Bo. I take some deep breaths as I am trying to come down from the high that Bo had given me with her touches. I can feel my heart rate start to slow.

The person on the other side of the door is continuously knocking like an impatient little school girl would when she wanted to see her best friend. I swing open the door to see my sister Jess and my niece at the door. I look at them in confusion.

“I need you to watch Sophie while I go to the store. Jason got called in to work and I have no one to watch her.”

She looks at me without even a hello but that’s okay because that’s Jess, straight to the point. Jason is Jess’ husband and he is an ER doctor, so he gets called in at random times. It’s 8pm so he’ll probably be having a long night. I don’t like that Jess is left alone but she’s strong, so I know she’s fine.

As I am about to answer her. I am cut off by her face lighting up and girly squeaks while looking past me. I turn around to see Bo in one of my grey t-shirts and a pair of my black boxers. She’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. Her long locks are in a side braid. She looks like a goddess. My knees buckle for a moment as I almost fall to the floor.

As I am admiring Bo, Jess let’s go of Sophie’s hand and runs over to Bo, squeezing her in a huge hug.

“I can’t believe I’m seeing you right now. Are you really here?” Jess exclaims as she pinches her to make sure she isn’t seeing things.

It had been years since they had seen each other and the reunion made me happy. All I’ve ever wanted is to have Bo be a part of my family and seeing them engage in small talk warmed my heart.

While they were chattering away I picked up Sophie and started to tickle her. She is the cutest little girl with her blonde curly hair split into pig tails. She giggles as I start to twirl her around. After a few minutes of playing, Jess runs over & kisses Sophie’s head. She says, “Mommy will be back in a little bit.” She then turns to Bo and says good luck watching these two children as she smirks and pats my curly hair. I roll my eyes. Just like that Jess is out the door and on her way.

I turn to look at Bo and she is smiling bashfully as she looks at Sophie playing with the blocks her mom had left for her.

I break the silence and say Welp I didn’t think this was how our night was going to play out.

She comes over to sit cross legged next to Sophie.

“Yeah, me neither, but I’m sort of glad it did. I love children!” She giggles.

***1.5 hours later***

Jess had called to apologize. She said it took longer than expected, but she was on her way. I told her it was fine as I spoke to her on the phone. I was holding back a laugh as I look over at Sophie and Bo in the kitchen who were covered in flour from their pizza making adventures. They were now enjoying the pizza that had just come out of the oven.

I had never thought about Bo as a mom, but now that I see her in action I know she would be great at it. She was good at so many things, I didn’t know how to compete. Just the thought of her with a pregnant belly and carrying my child had me blush. She’s the only woman I would ever want to carry my child. She’s my better half and is teaching me how to control my dark side. Other girls had feared my dark side or they enjoyed it just for the sex aspect. Bo didn’t fear me and she knew how to somewhat control my darkness.

I was caught up in my thoughts when I realized I was still on the phone and Jess was saying “Hello, earth to Harry.”

Sorry Jess, yep that’s fine take your time. We are all good here. I hang up and head over to join the girls in eating pizza.

Bo flicks some flour at me playfully. I counter back, “oh so that’s how it’s gonna be. I take some cheese and sprinkle it on Bo’s head. She jumps on me and wraps her legs around me. I was not prepared and we fall back onto my carpeted living room.

I roll over so that I’m above Bo and start tickling her. Sophie jumps on top of me. I start to crawl around on all fours with Sophie on my back. I nay like a horse and Sophie says, “ I a cowgirl!” Just as I make my second circle around the living room Jess casually walks in the door with a look of bewilderment on her face as she takes in the scene.

Sophie yells, “Hi Mommy! I a cowgirl!” Jess picks ups Sophie off my back and kisses her and then kisses my forehead. She says thank you to Bo & I. We both give Sophie a kiss on the cheek before Jess hurries our the door mumbling, “We need to get you to bed little girl!”

Bo looks sleepy laying on the couch now that it’s just her and I. I walk over and say let’s go to bed. She says she’s too weak to walk and needs a lift. I sweep her up bridal style and she kisses my neck as I walk us back to the bedroom. I lay her down gently and kiss her forehead as she looks to be dozing off.

I pull my joggers off and slip into the bed next to her. She curls into me. I wrap my legs with hers and I feel at home. It’s warm and peaceful. I think about all those sleepless nights without her and am thankful I have her back.

“Harry, I had a really good time tonight. I’m really glad you are back in my life.”

I respond, Me too, Bo.

After that I hear her breathing slow and a slight snore starts to come from her lips. I chuckle as she’s such a cute sleeper. I feel so blessed in that moment and I quietly whisper I love you Baby. She is asleep, so she doesn’t hear it which I am thankful for because I don’t want to scare her away. I spend the next few minutes listening to her breathing until my eye lids droop and I enter into sweet dreams of Bo.

***Let me know what you guys think of my first chapter! I gave it my best shot. Haha. We’ll see if i continue writing.***

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