“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Harry’s hands were glued to my hips, his forehead rooted to mine with Amelia cradled between our bodies. I rolled my eyes at him for the millionth time that morning.
“Yes, we’ll be fine. John will be with us on the flight and he’ll take us home right after the airport. No one knows that I’m flying home and it will be like three in the morning when we get there.” Harry let out a deep sigh and I could smell the mint of his toothpaste.
“I’ve never been away from either of you for longer than a few hours, cut me some slack baby.” I closed my eyes and took in the moment.
“It’s not even a week Yeti.” I whispered. “Just four days.”
A/N: Without further ado, here you go. This is literally supposed to be all about the smut. So you’ve been warned. SMUT AHEAD.
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