Chapter 21

I spent the whole weekend at Harry’s place. Again. Honestly, at the rate that I slept over at his place, we should just move in together.

I wasn’t ever going to tell him that, though. I didn’t want to seem like that clingy type, even though, technically, I was the clingy type. I loved being around him.

I looked over at him and sighed at how adorable he looked when he was asleep. Honestly, it was so fucking unfair that one human being was this perfect.

I sighed and tried to get out of bed stealthily enough. But what was I thinking? This dude was literally part of the mafia, and I was a clumsy potato.

I tripped on his leg, and he held me.

“Do you want me dead?” he asked in a deadpan voice. I looked down at him to see that his eyes were open, and he had an amused smile on his face.

“Good morning,” I said sheepishly.

“Good morning,” was Harry’s reply. Then he held my head and dra