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15

Harper Bailey

I'm in the shower. Getting ready for work.

A knock interrupts my shower.

I quickly get out the shower and put on my robe.

I walk over to the door and open it.

I freeze.

How the fuck.

I look up and stare into the most beautiful emerald eyes I've ever seen.

Vincent.

Before I say anything, Vincent grabs me, and hugs me. So tightly I could barely breathe.

"Harper." He whispers.

This isn't right. This isn't right.

I place my hands on his chest and push him back.

He barely budges but it got him to loosen his hold on me.

I look at him. Eye bags under his eyes, like he hasn't slept in forever. But other then that he still looks the same.

"Harper please. Come home with me." He pleads. Pain lingering in his words.

He tries to grab me again. But I step back. Hurt flashing in his eyes.

My heart. I can't take it.

I look up at the ceiling to try to keep the tears from falling.

"No. I've already built a life here Vincent. My life is here. This is where I'm supposed to be." I say, trying to keep my voice from cracking.

"No Harper. It isn't. This is not your home and it sure as hell isn't where you belong. You belong with me Harper. Your home is with me. So please Harper. Come back home to me." He says. He sounds like he's desperately trying to not cry in front of me.

Don't look at him. Don't look at him. If you look at him you'll break. And that's the last thing you want.

"Please Harper. Whatever my father said to you, don't believe it. Please." He pleads. His eyes getting glossy.

"Vincent. Please. Stop. I'm not going home with you. You have to understand that this is the best for both of us." I tell him. My hands trembling.

"Bullshit Harper. You do not know what's best for me. You're what's best for me." He says, anger and pain in his eyes.

"Vincent. I want this okay? This was my choice. So please. L-let me go. Do not make this any more difficult then it already is." Tears start streaming from my eyes.

Vincent walks over to me. He holds me and places his hand on my cheek. Wiping away the tears.

"What do you want Vincent?." I ask.

He looks down at me.

"You Harper. I want you. I want you to come home with me. I wanna spend every second of every day with you. I want to come home from work and see you. I want to be with you in every challenge you face. I want you. I want all of you Harper. So please just come back to me." He says, tears also running down his beautiful face.

Before I can say anything, he kisses me. His soft lips. He kisses me slowly. I moan, missing the taste of him. He takes this advantage to link our tongues together.

After a few mins. My lips are swollen.

"Come back to me baby." He says.

"Okay." I smile.

He smiles. So wide. It makes my heart dance.

He grabs my hand and we head to the airport.