Chapter 36

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ALEXANDRA

It's around 5:48 in the morning, and I find myself sat in the living room of Harry's LA home. Scarlett's been fussy all night, so when it came time for her feeding, I came into the living room with her to let Harry get some shut eye for a few hours.

"You were just hungry, weren't you angel girl?" I crooned down at my baby, who's eyes were focused on my face.

Around my left breast, Scarlett's lips twitched into a lazy grin.

"You cheeky little thing. You're looking more like Daddy as the seconds go by." I giggled softly, leaning down and pecking her warm forehead.

Ten minutes had gone by, Scarlet was happy and with a full belly. But unfortunately, the baby girl was showing no signs of being sleepy.

"I take it you're not going back to sleep anytime soon, huh?" I sighed, though a fond smile was etched on my lips.

"You've got that right, baby. She's not going to sleep anytime soon." Came Harry's raspy voice from behind me. I turned around, and there he stood; shirtless, his short hair all over the place, and one of the most sexiest of smiles on his lips.

"Hey handsome. Thought you were sleeping? Come sit here with us." I grinned lazily, patting the empty space on the couch next to me.

Harry walked around the piece of furniture, giving me a perfect view of his perky bum.

"I had gotten up to use the loo and when I went to lay down, I didn't see either of you. Figured you came in here to feed her." He explained through a yawn.

I leaned towards him so I could place a kiss on his red fiery lips. Harry's hand came up to cup my cheeks so he could deepen the kiss.

"Mm, I quite like your kisses." He smirked cheekily, trailing his lips down my jaw.

I rolled my eyes at my fiancé, already used to flirtatious his comments.

"I sure hope you'd like them. We'd be in a bit of a mess, had you not liked my kisses." I huffed playfully. Harry laughed softly against my cheek, pulling away to peck my nose before murmuring, "I'd be crazy not to like them."

From the floor came one of Scarlett's excited squeals. Harry and I both sat up to be able to glance down at our baby girl who was rolling around her baby mat, her chubby fingers stuffed into her mouth as she squealed and giggled.

"What are you on about, Little Styles?" Harry cooed, sliding to the floor so he could pick up our girl and cuddle her to his chest.

"Dada!" She shrieked, her drooled covered fingers coming up to smack against Harry's cheeks.

I couldn't help the fond laugh that escaped past my lips upon witnessing the Daddy Daughter moment in front of me.

"Why do you always do that to me? Are your fingers that yummy you want to share them with Daddy, is that it?" Harry fake groaned, causing Scarlett to fall into a series of baby banter.

"Oh I know, tell me about it, sister." He sighed as if he understood what she was saying.

"Ma!"

Harry looked up at me, then looked down at Scarlett, a glint of adoration to his eyes.

"Yeah. Mummy's absolutely gorgeous."

I blushed at his comment. Leaning forward some, I gripped his jaw and turned his face towards me.

"I love you so much." I mumbled against his plump lips.

Nuzzling our noses together, Harry pressed his lips to mine once again.

"I love you more, baby girl."

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