Harry and I had both showered and decided to eat at some Spanish restaurant. Harry and I were sitting side by side in a booth in the corner waiting for our server. Finally the waitress came. She was a blonde with big boobs. I read her name tag, Tiffany.
"What can I get you to drink?" She asked a little too joyfully.
"We'll both have a Coke," Harry answered.
"Alright, I'll be right back with those," she replied with a smile on her face. She kept her eyes on Harry for a second before walking away.
I rolled my eyes before looking at the menu. The waitress came back with our drinks. She set them on the table but kept her attention on Harry.
"Are you ready to order?" She asked.
We told her what we wanted and she left.
I looked at Harry to see him completely oblivious to her attempt at flirting. I smiled to myself while I looked at Harry, who was reading
Harry finally looked up at me.
"What?" He asked.
"Nothing," I replied with a smile on my face.
"Tell me." Harry moved closer to me. I giggled before moving my face closer to his.
"I think I might have to show every girl out there that you're mine," I whispered. "That waitress seems to have her eye on you."
"Too bad I only have my eye on you," Harry whispered before kissing my lips. Harry and I sat in the booth kissing until a cough interrupted us.
"Here's your food," Tiffany said as she placed our food in front of us. She glared at me before she left.
I smiled to myself before digging into my food.
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Harry and I had finished eating and were just talking.
"How was everything?" Tiffany asked Harry.
"It was good," he replied.
"Dessert?"
"No. Can we get the bill, please?"
"Sure. I will be right back."
She came back with the bill and placed it in front of Harry.
"Have a nice night," she said as she winked at him. She left and Harry looked at the bill. On the side of the bill there was a phone number and the words 'Hit me up when you get tired of her ;)'.
I laughed at the comment she wrote.
"What's so funny?" Harry asked.
"How desperate she is," I replied as I looked at him.
Harry smiled at me. "What makes you think I won't take her up on her offer?" He challenged.
I leaned back into the cushion of the booth.
"Well considering I have this," I said as I handled my wedding ring, "you've knocked me up twice," I placed my hand on my pregnant stomach, "and we just had mind-blowing sex, I don't think you'll be doing anything of the sort."
Harry smiled. "You're right. I wouldn't. Are you ready to go back home?"
"I'm ready to go but not back home."
"Where to then?"
"How about we walk around for a little bit. See where life takes us."
"Whatever you want."
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Harry and I were walking through the city. We were walking through an area with few people around.
"I have a question, Harry?"
"Yes, Love?"
"What happened to me going to college? Did I finish?"
"No, when we got married we moved to London." Part of me didn't believe Harry but I just ignored it.
"What about online courses?"
"You weren't doing that but if you'd want to you can take them."
Realization hit me and an important question came to mind.
"Harry, what do you do for a living anyways?"