Temptation

Chapter 72

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Beth's POV

I can't believe I'm actually doing this. Scrubbing my teeth back and forth with the toothbrush that is already here for me. I know the thought of having me brush my teeth after kissing Adam is a little ridiculous, but I also find it just a little bit...cute?

I smile to my self at his crazy idea and spit out the toothpaste and rinse off the toothbrush. The minty mouthwash that sits on the end of the sink is nearly empty and I use the last bit. The liquid burns the inside of my cheeks from the constant biting of them when I get nervous. I spit out the now hot swishy liquid, not being able to move it around my mouth for more than fifteen seconds.

I leave the bathroom and wipe the corners of my mouth with the back of my hand to remove any toothpaste I might have missed. I enter the living room and I don't see harry.

"Harry?" I call out and there's no answer. I look over into the small kitchen and I still don't see him.

The only place other then the living room and kitchen is his bedroom. The door is wipe open when I walk through. When I turn to look behind the door I see him, standing near the opened door closet his eyes fixed on his wrist.

He looks closely at the watch, almost like he's admiring each and every detail that was made into it. I remember going to the shop and asking the man to break the stone into pieces to make it seem like it were diamonds circling around the hands and numbers. The man thought it was impossible to break the stone, he told me it was too strong to break but I proved him wrong when I took a hammer of his desk and smashed it down onto the wooden table in front of us both. The black shiny prices flew everywhere; thinking he would be mad, I was wrong when he smiled and said "well strong one you are!" I laughed along and have him the idea before leaving.

Now, I stare at the man, this beautiful man I love so very much look at the watch as if it were his own child. The smile on his face growing as his fingertips glide over the small pieces of the black stone.

"Do you like it?" I ask even though his smile already gave me the answer. His head pops up fast, probably scaring the crap out of him but he recovers quickly when his smile widens. His teeth fully show now, the dimples on his cheeks caving in deep as he lets out a deep chucked.

He looks at it one last time before dropping it to his side and waving me over to come closer to him. When we're face to face, he places both of his hands around my face and brings my eyes within level of his.

"You smell like mint." He laughs.

"I brushed my teeth." I laugh along and he smiles.

"Good." He leans in closer and finally kisses me. The kiss is simple and soft and I whimper when he pulls away to quickly.
"And about the watch.." He brings it up into full view for the both of us. The light from the windows reflecting off of the stone is nearly blinding. "I fucking love it. Thank you"

"You're welcome." I place my hand on his jaw line. The light stubble pricking my fingertips. "But was swearing really necessary." I pull my hand away and raise my eyebrows at him.

"Always is, baby."

"No."

"Yea."

"Nope."

"Yeah."

"Are we always going to do this?" I laugh.

"You never agree with me; therefore, we will probably always do that." He points out.