Hey guys! Here's another chapter! It's kind of short, but it's a good one! So please keep those awesome reviews coming. I just got an iphone and I freaking love it because I can go on any website, so I've been checking out your reviews. Why, just the other day I was reading some while I was standing in line at Subway. It was awesome. Anyway, hope you like this one and I will have a much longer chapter hopefully pretty soon. Enjoy!
~HM
Chapter 18
James frowned as he stood just inside the door while his friends followed in behind him.
"Is she home?" Danny asked as he closed the door behind him once Freddie was inside.
"Should be," James said and called out her name again.
"Maybe she stepped out," Sam suggested.
"No, she's probably cooped up in her office. She can get in a zone. Why don't you guys go and head to the pool, I'm going to stick my head in and let her…"
"James," Hermione said as she stepped out of her office. "Hey."
"There you are," he said with a smile. "I was wondering if you heard me…I know you can get spacey when you write."
"Oh. Well." She let out a nervous laugh. "Yeah…I guess you can say that."
"Are you all right, Aunt Mione?" Freddie asked concerned. "You look a little flushed."
"Do I?" She asked placing her hands on her cheeks. "It is a little…warm in my office…but I'm fine."
"We were going to use the pool if that was okay," Sammy informed her.
"Oh, of course….just because James moved out this is still his home…"
"Thanks Aunt Mione," James said and kissed her on the cheek as they walked passed her. "Come out and join us later…looks like you could use a break."
She put on a smile. I'll think about it. Just let me know if you all need anything."
"Okay."
Danny gave her a wink and a grin. "Looking good, Mrs. W," he said walking by.
"Danny, stop hitting on my aunt," James said as he opened the backdoor.
"What? I was giving her a compliment. She looks good."
When she was alone, she let out an unsteady sigh as she sunk onto the sofa. She couldn't stop shaking. She could still feel the heat from Harry's hands and her lips felt bruised and tingly. What happened in there? How did things get so…insane? One minute, they was comforting each other and the next…they were both going at it like a couple of horny teenagers.
Sweet Merlin, what were they thinking? Fooling around on her desk in the middle of the day? It was so unlike her. Who knew what would have happened if James hadn't interrupted. No, she knew…and she'd probably be a lot more satisfied right now. She groaned as she placed a pillow over her head. It was just lust…that was it, nothing more. When she went back in there, she would calmly tell Harry it was a mistake…a moment of weakness. He would probably agree…they were adults after all, he was probably already regretting it.
She took a breath before standing up. She would be polite and get straight to the point. Besides, his friendship meant too much to her to mess it up over a few moments of pleasure. With a firm nod, she lifted her chin and headed back to her office.
"Listen, Harry," she said opening the door. "I think we need to…"
That was as far as she got when Harry yanked her inside, slammed the door and backed her into it. Before she could even swoosh out a breath, his mouth was on hers in a long, open mouth, tongue-stroking kiss. The only thing she could do was hold on for dear life while her mouth was being assaulted. What was she going to tell him when she walked in here? She couldn't think. It was hard to think of anything really, when Harry's tongue was doing clever things to her neck.
"Harry," she groaned as she grasped his shoulders. "What are you doing?"
He lifted his head until their mouths were inches apart. "Distracting you before you go and start thinking too much." He nipped her bottom lip. "Turn your mind off, Mione…I can't kiss you properly when you're thinking so loudly." He continued his trail back down to her neck, hoping to continue distracting her.
"But…but…" She cocked her neck and shivered when his teeth and tongue branded her neck. "Oh god that feels good….I…no…wait."
Harry let her push him away and slip beneath his caged arms to escape. He turned around and leaned against the door. "Problem?" he asked casually with a grin.
Hermione blew out a quick breath, causing her bangs to flutter. "Problem? Yes, Harry…there's a problem. I don't know if you realized, but our relationship just took a leaping bounce over that certain line you and I never even came close to crossing."
"I wouldn't say we took a huge leap, but a little step…a huge leap would be us having sex…" Harry gave her a cocky smile. "Which we would have had if my son didn't have serious bad timing."
"Well, he does and…what are doing?" she asked suddenly when he pushed himself off the door and took a step towards her. "You just stay right where you are, Harry Potter."
He lifted a brow. "Am I making you nervous, Hermione?"
"You're damn right you are…not another step, Harry."
Harry grinned and slipped his hands in his pockets. "What's wrong, Sparky?"
She narrowed her eyes. "Don't call me that." It was entirely too cute.
"Why? It suits you so well. Especially after our little adventure on your desk."
Hermione swallowed a groan. "This isn't going to happen."
"The bloody hell it isn't," he said right back then gave a shrug. "But I'll humor you for now…why isn't this going to happen?"
"Because…" Merlin, it was hard to think of a good reason when he was staring at her as if he wanted to rip her clothes off. "Because…of our friendship, for one. It's not worth ruining over a few moments of pleasure."
"When you and I have sex…and it will happen…I can promise you we will have more than a few moments of pleasure." He took a step forward then grinned when she took one back. "As for the ruining our friendship part, that is just a copout. You and I both know nothing could do that, Mione."
She shook her head. "You don't know that."
"Yes, I do…my life wouldn't be right without you in it…so, sorry…you're going to have to come up with better reason."
She swallowed hard, now frantic. "The kids…"
"I love the kids, but it's none of their business…it's not, Hermione," he repeated when he saw she was about to argue. "Yes, it will be weird for them, but they can't expect us to go on the rest of our lives alone. Next, reason, please. Or are you fresh out?"
"I don't feel that way about you," she blurted out.
"Liar…but nice try. I think you're done now." He walked towards her and Hermione backed away and stumbled against her desk. He loomed over her, reaching an arm behind her. Harry saw her brace herself for the kiss, but he only grabbed his tie that was on the desk and stepped back. He looked at her and chuckled as he slid his tie around his neck. "I'm not going to attack you, Sparky."
"Could have fooled me," she said as she felt her heart pounding against her chest.
He just grinned. "I want, Mione, but I'm not going to drag you upstairs by your hair." He then leaned forward placing his hands on either side of her on the desk causing his body to lightly press against hers. "If you need time to think about it, than you need time…besides…could be kind of fun."
He gave her a soft kiss that made Hermione tremble from head to toe. "What could be kind of fun?" she found herself asking as she tried not to swoon like an idiot."
His eyes shifted to her lips as he reached up to cup her chin, and then slowly ran his thumb over her bottom lip. "Seducing you." He shifted his gaze back up to her eyes and gave her a slow grin. "See you tonight, Sparky."
Hermione could only stand there with a dumb look on her face, as Harry pushed off from the desk and sauntered to the door. He turned around and gave her a wink before closing the door behind him.
A half an hour later, Hermione was still in the same spot…staring at the door…with the same dumb expression on her face.