I shake my head in an attempt to get rid of the confusion engulfing me when his face breaks into one of those rare smiles.
He keeps his eyes on me as I walk awkwardly towards him. I focus hard to avoid stumbling when he looks at me from head to toe then bites his lower lip.
"Come here." He says huskily when I'm a foot away from him.
He opens his arms and I cautiously walk into them. He presses me against himself, hugging me close as his fingers skim along my back.
"Hi," he murmurs against my hair.
"Hi" I reply, my voice so low I can barely hear myself.
"You slept well?"
Harry is asking me whether I slept well, and I have no idea why that gets my heart racing.
"Yeah, I guess." I reply with a shrug.
"Definitely not better than Saturday night, yeah?"
He's referring to the night I
