Chapter 25:

Ashleigh was walked towards her house, when she saw a huge flower bouquet kept at her front door, she smiled. She picked them up and read the little note attached to it. 'As a token of thanks for a wonderful lunch'
She wondered why Harry was so sweet, she couldn't stop smiling as she unlocked her door, but before she could enter she heard someone say, "I'm glad the flowers were liked"
Her smile widened if that was even possible.
"And what may I ask, are you doing here?" she asked as she turned around to face him.
"To check if the flowers were received and liked" he said with a hint of tease in his voice.
"Really ? Now is that the only reason you are here ?" she asked playfully.
"Well maybe I had some ulterior motive" he shrugged.
Ashleigh burst out in laughter, "Well, let's find out what that motive is, come on inside" she said still laughing.

Harry had been waiting anxiously for Ashleigh to reach home, he'd neatly placed the bouquet of flowers at her doorstep and waited in the corner for her to arrive. Luckily he didn't have to wait for long as she arrived quickly and a bubble of joy filled Harry when he saw the happiness on her face when she saw the flowers. This was what being truly happy meant. Making someone else happy.

Ashleigh seated herself on her sofa where she was joined by Harry,
"So you want to eat something?"
Harry shook his head in a negative.
"Well, I'm famished. I'll go and order something for myself"
"Okay"
Ashleigh grabbed her phone and the stack of menu's placed next to it, what should she order ?

She had just finished ordering her food when she noticed Harry looking at something,
"What's caught your attention?" she asked softly so she didn't startle him.
"That painting" he said pointing to the left hand side of her wall.
Ashleigh chuckled lightly, "That is something I do in my spare time"

Harry was awe-struck, that was not something done in spare time. That was talent. The painting was stunningly gorgeous.
"Ashleigh, that's some serious talent"
Ashleigh just shrugged.
"Why haven't you given painting a serious thought?"
Ashleigh shrugged again.
'Ashleigh stop shrugging and tell me" Harry said seriously.
"I dont know Harry. Its a hobby. I cant make a career out of painting."
Harry was astonished. This woman was an amazing painter and she said she couldnt make a career out of it?
"Ashleigh, what crap are you talking? You can make a career out of it.."
Harry noticed a reservation on her face, she was holding back something.
"Ashleigh, are you okay?"
"Harry, can we not talk about this?"
There was something wrong and Ashleigh was hiding it. He noticed the discomfort this topic was causing her so he simply nodded letting the topic go for now.

Ashleigh sighed in relief. ThankGod Harry let the topic go, otherwise it would have been very difficult for her to... she didnt want to tell him the reasons of why she didnt make painting her career. She didnt think they were there yet.
To ease the tension that had been caused by this topic, Ashleigh spoke up, "So you want to watch a movie?"
Harry smiled as he nodded. "Great"

Two and a half hours later, Ashleigh was wrapped up in Harry's arms as tears streamed down her face. Dammit. Why did she have to choose this movie? She knew she always cried when she watched it. Darn this movie. Darn Landon Carter. Why was he so loving?
"We shouldnt have wached this movie"
Harry chuckled, "Oh no, if we didnt watch this movie how would I find out you looked equally pretty while crying?"
Ashleigh smacked his arm as she looked up at him, she may not have Landon Carter with her but right now she did have Harry Judd with her and he was as close to perfection as men got. Without another thought, Ashleigh leaned closer and pressed her lips to his. Harry instantly responded. His arms going around her waist and pulling her closer, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. The kiss got deeper and intense, his tongue explored every corner of her mouth as moans of pleasure erradicated from her. Somehow, Ashleigh during all the kising, Ashleigh had ended up laid down on the sofa with Harry on top of her. They both pulled back for air, but within seconds, his lips were on hers again and their tongues merged together as every inch of their bodies touched. But before they both could get lost in passion, Harry pulled back.

Harry needed to stop, this was going to far. He didnt want it to happen this way. He pulled away and leaned back on the sofa. He ran a hand through his hair, as he collected his jumbled up thoughts.
When his breathing and heart rate had returned to normal, he got up.
"I think I should leave now"
Ashleigh got up and nodded, "Hope to see you soon" she said as she gave him a soft peck on his cheek. Harry walked towards the front door, opened it, looked at her one last time and then left.