-Harley's POV-
"Mh... this feels nice." I whisper.
Noah holds me in a hug while our bodies are crushed naked together and warm water falls on our skin. This is the epidemy of perfection in my book. I love this moment. It is sweet. There is no s****l intention on his part. He just holds me as if I was the most precious thing to him.
I could almost fall asleep standing up like this.
Noah caresses my back softly and kisses my head.
"I don't care what anyone says. You are all mine." He mumbles and I giggle.
"You are doing well though. Whenever you see me with the other guys, you do your best to control yourself."
"Yeah, tell yourself that. In my head, I have already murdered them in a hundred different ways." He says.
I chuckle. "As long as it stays in your head."
"Mhg..."
"It shou
