Make You Feel My Love (Princes fic)

Harry smiled, "Hobby?"

)()

Will followed her and the ended up in a hidden little shop.

"Hey Em! Want your usual?" The man behind the counter asked pleasently.

"Drawing." She smiled, "You?"

*&*

"Yes please and..." Emma smiled waiting for William to add his.

"Coffee with milk, no sugar please." He smiled as he pulled out his wallet.

"I don't have a favorite." Harry smiled


*&*

Elle looked at his half naked body and decided it was enough talking for now. She kissed him passionately.

*&*

William paid for the coffee and they sat. There was an awkward silence for a moment.

<That' is my reply for Harry.

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Emmalee smiled at him and stood up, "I've gotta go."

Harry rolled on top of her and kissed her neck. "I want you...so much..." He whispered.

*&*

"What?" William didn't understand this girl

She smiled at Harry, "Is that so?"

*&*

Emmalee winked at Will, "Gotta keep the mystery alive, darling, here is my number. Call me. When you're officially single."

"You have no idea." He slid his hand down her stomach.

*&*

William nodded, "Expect a call soon."

"Maybe that could be arranged."

)()

Emmalee laughed, "We'll see. By the way, I'm not really leaving for the mysterious affect. I have to go to work."

Harry slipped her top off.

(*)

"You work?" He blurted out unexpectedly.

*I though they were still undressed. lol.*

And then her panties.

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Emmalee smiled, "All of us are not so lucky as to be second in line to the throne, William." She liked that he didn't know who she was.

*oooopsss*

"I want you." She finally breathed.

*&*

William laughed, "You're a smart girl."

So they did it.

*&*

She nodded at him and left.

"I should get going." She said when they were finished.

*&*

"Bloody hell..." William muttered to himself after she left.

Harry smiled, "What's the rush?"

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Will promptly text his brother about the odd encounter. Leaving out a few of the more intimate details.

"It's half past three!" She laughed, "We've been in bed all day."

"Sorry, love." Harry read the text quickly and laughed.

"Sorry, Wills just text me. But dear, I suppose you are correct. Would you like to go grab a late lunch?"

Elle thought about it for a moment, "Alright. Lemme just find my phone."

Harry smiled and climbed out of the bed.

Elle did as well. She put on some clothes and found her cellphone. 6 missed text messages. All from the same person.

"Ready?" Harry asked.

"Yeah." She breathed, "Lets go." Elle tossed her mobile in her purse.

Harry grinned.

They headed out to lunch.

"So..." Harry smiled at her, "Who keeps trying to talk to you?"