---×

Papers and papers of work.

And guess what?

More papers of work.

I'm so happy.

I sigh for the tenth time in the last minute.

These past two months have just been exhausting for me.

It was first the arguement with Harley that led me to Canada in order to make sure that she didn't abort the babies.

And as funny as it sounds, I really did think she'd abort the babies but now I know that she loves them too much to commit such a heinous act.

But back to what's got me so exhausted. After the issue, Bethany came along with her own issues of which Harley decided to take in with the rest of her stress.

The way she's just so kind, even to her enemies is amazing.

She's just not so nice to me but I don't care because I lov–I like how she holds herself.

But in anyways, she also so had her ex-best friend Lauren, lose her child to am inconceivable act her husband had committed.

And the Lauren scandal is the one that put Harley into a whole fear, anger and stress frenzy.

All in all.

When she stressed or feared or was upset.

I stressed ten times more for her but that's just what happens when your in lov–in my situation.

My personal phone rings, bringing me out of my work.

I answer without hesitation, knowing it can only be Harley.

"Hey, sweet face." I smile when I answer the phone.

"Hey. Can you come over?" She says nonchalantly and I smile even wider.

"I'm there."

---×

And I here.

At Harley's penthouse, at the hotel she prefers living in.

I don't know why she doesn't just buy a house, rather than be choosy on which hotel she lives in out of the five she has in New York.

But she won't have to worry about that soon.

The moment the elevator opens, I find Harley dressed in a hot black, bodysuit lace lingerie, standing in front of me.

She has her hands on her hips, popping out that cute belly of hers that I love so much.

"Can you come over?" She repeats her words from over the phone.

I nod like a obedient child and follow towards her likes a lost puppy.

She turns around to walk away and Oh shit.

Her back view is amazing.

Making the little man down low hurt actually.

She stops and looks over her shoulder.

"You not coming?" She seductively asks and my cheeks heat up with colour.

Weird but they do.

I don't blush, so this is weird.

"Oh you know I'm coming. Just admiring the back view." I admit honestly and now she blushes.

She continues and I follow her to the bedroom.

This should be fun.

---×

I'm tired, content and naked in bed with Harley. Something I've grown to enjoy.

Being naked in bed with Harley.

I have my head on her growing belly as she rubs circles on my bare back.

I sigh.

"Harley what are we?" I ask again.

I know she already told me but I don't feel like we're just co-parenting fuck buddies.

It feels more like a booty call and I'm the booty that's on call.

"I already told you. We're co-parenting fuck buddies." She says and I sit up and look her in the eyes.

"It honestly doesn't feel like that." I admit and she frowns slightly.

"What does it feel like then?"

"Feels like a booty call. And I'm the booty on call." I frown slightly.

She instead of frowning, laughs. She laughs really hard that she actually starts crying.

"Well excuse me Mr. Kingston but I'm stressing less, so my hormones are activating just perfectly. Meaning that my sex-drive is only beginning to get wild. Trust me, it'll get worse than this." She gets out of bed in her all naked glory.

"Better keep that booty phone near you for when I need you." She walks to the bathroom.

I sit there in bed, dumbfounded.

She's ruthless.

I get out of bed and enter the bathroom to find her showering.

I enter the shower and sneakily wrap my arms around her waist, hugging her cute belly.

"Next time, booty." She mutters with closed eyes.

Wasn't she just laughing?

"Oh, you don't want me anymore?" I whisper dangerously in her ear and she turns around and opens her eyes.

I have her. She'll give in any moment.

"I ain't call you. Did I?" She bites with a raised eyebrow.

Woah. I thought I had her.

"And who said you could get in the shower with me?" She shoots again.

"Oh, I didn't know you wanted... I'll just use the guestroom." I turn to leave.

"Who said you should leave?" She scowls and I furrow my eyebrows.

"Wait what?" I'm confused. What does she want?

"Don't just stand there in you're nakedness. Fuck me!" She deadpans.

I sigh, still confused but move towards her regardless.

I wrap my hand in her nape.

"Why are you touching me?" She lifts an eyebrow and I chuckle out of frustration.

"Harley. What do you want?" I let out feeling frustrated.

"I don't know?" She yells and huffs, folding her arms over her chest like a seven year old being told they can't have candy.

I chuckle at her moods.

I slow close the distance between us and cup her nape again.

I make her look up at me.

"Don't worry. I know now." I say with a smirk.

I lean down and kiss her softly and she gives in.

Now I've got her.