The clock read 11 pm, you casually waited for harry to call you.

He was on a business trip in Beijing, working on trusts with new partners.

You sigh in the lonely cold bed. It was too big for only you.

Whenever he had that look on his face of disappointment, you know when he has a business trip. He told you from the beginning he travels a lot. That didn’t matter to you.

You walk out of the bed, his scent in your nostrils. As you wore his t shirt, which engulfed your frame.

Your phone than rings, eagerly you padded to the nightstand to answer.

“Hey beautiful…” he mutters. You could tell he had just gotten out of an excruciating business meeting.