Chapter 4

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Knocking on the cherry red door, Harry waits for a moment until it slowly creaks open to show a yawning, sleepy Eveleigh, who was dressed only in a warm, pale pink jumper, cotton underwear, and some fuzzy socks

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Knocking on the cherry red door, Harry waits for a moment until it slowly creaks open to show a yawning, sleepy Eveleigh, who was dressed only in a warm, pale pink jumper, cotton underwear, and some fuzzy socks. "Hello," she mumbles with a small smile as he stares her down intensely.

"Kitten, wha' if I was a stranger? Just open the door half naked. Where are your pants, little one? In you go. It's freezing out here," he turns her around and pats her bum to signal for her to walk inside.

"I looked out the thingy!" She tries to help her case, meaning the peephole that was around eye level on the door. "Excuses, excuses," he says with a shake of his head, but he was trying to hide his growing smirk. She huffs, crosses her arms, and turns away from him as he chuckles.

"Oh, you're gonna be my grouchy, sleepy baby today, aren't ya'?" He smiles as he wraps his arms around her from behind, nuzzling his nose into her soft, warm neck after placing his gym bag next to the door. "N-no," she tries to protest but is cut off but a deep yawn. She lets out a half mewl, half moan and the sound goes straight to Harry's dick.

"Fuck," he mumbles pulling away, making her turn around confused. "What's wrong?" She asks concerned, her cheeks flushing from the foul language. His mouth drops open for a quick moment, trying to come up with an excuse. "I-I... I just realized the time, sweetness. It's time for practice," he says, looking down at his phone, checking the time.

"I'm not ready," she scrambles out of the room quickly and Harry watches with a small smile as she rushes down the back hallway and into a room to the left. He stands there for a moment before his curiosity gets the better of him.

Following where she went, he gently knocks on her half open door as he steps into her bedroom that looked just like he imagined it would; soft, fluffy, and girly.

"I'm almost ready! You can sit on the bed!" She scampers across the room into the conjoining bathroom, not before giving him a sweet smile

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"I'm almost ready! You can sit on the bed!" She scampers across the room into the conjoining bathroom, not before giving him a sweet smile.

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