One Wild Night

Chapter 814 Breakfast In Bed

Sunlight, filtered through the sheer curtains, danced across Jade’s eyelids, coaxing them open.

Fatigue clung to her limbs, a souvenir of the festivities of the last two nights. The wedding had been a whirlwind of laughter, dancing, and maybe a few too many celebratory drinks.

Yet, amidst the exhaustion, a delightful aroma tickled her nose. Bacon? Pancakes? The scent of breakfast in bed was practically a love song on a Sunday morning.

Jade propped herself up on her elbows, a smile already tugging at her lips. Her gaze landed on a tray adorned with a plate piled high with fluffy pancakes, crispy bacon, and perfectly scrambled eggs. Beside it, a steaming mug promised freshly brewed coffee. In the chair next to the bed, Harry, sat nursing his own mug, a lazy smile gracing his face as he watched her wake up.

“Good morning, sleepy goddess,” he said, his voice low and warm. “Sleep well?”

“Like a log, knowing you were next to me. Breakfast in bed, huh?” She asked and Harry nodded.

“Yup. Figured you might need a little coaxing to wake up.”

Jade’s smile bloomed into a grin. “You are a lifesaver. I swear, my feet still haven’t forgiven me for those heels and the dance moves.”

She reached for the coffee as she sat up and took a grateful sip. “Did Candace and Andy prepare these?”

He shook his head, a playful glint in his eyes. “Nope, I did. I decided to make breakfast for the beautiful ladies in my life. But don’t worry, yours tastes much sweeter. I made sure to save the best for you,” he said with a wink, and she giggled as she reached for a pancake.

“Nope. No. Go wash your hands first,” he ordered and she frowned.

“What’s the point of breakfast in bed if I have to stand up to go wash anything?” She asked with a pout.

“I can’t believe I have to educate you on hygiene….”

“Fine. Okay. I will go wash my hands and my teeth while at it. Geez!” Jade said as she got off the bed, and Harry grinned as he watched her leave.

Harry remained where he sat, sipping from his coffee and thinking about what he wanted to say to her.

“I’m back. See?” Jade asked, showing him her wet hands, “I deliberately chose not to dry them just so you see that I washed them. What else should I do? Shower before eating?” She asked, and Harry chuckled.

“Kiss me,” he said and she scowled at him as she leaned forward to kiss him.

“Now go dry your hands,” he said, and laughed out when she raised her hands to show him she had dried her hands on his shirt.

“Are you not eating?” Jade asked as she set the tray on the middle of the bed and sat down.

“I am,” Harry said as he joined her on the bed.

Between bites, Jade chatted about snippets of the wedding. Harry listened patiently, his gaze soft and attentive.

As they finished their breakfast, a comfortable silence settled between them, punctuated only by the clinking of cutlery.

Jade sighed in satisfaction after she was done eating. “You deserve a medal. This was delicious,” Jade said and Harry smiled.

“Thanks.”

“See? That’s the way you should compliment a person when they prepare a meal for you,” Jade said, and Harry looked at her, lost for a moment.

“I thought you always bragged about how you were cursed with an excellent memory? How come you don’t know what I’m talking about?” Jade asked incredulously.

“What are you talking about?” Harry asked and she rolled her eyes.

“Remember not saying anything when you tasted my meal for the first time? (Chapter 470)” She asked and a smile tugged on Harry’s lips.

“Your meal? I remember wanting to say a lot when I tasted it but you were too shy and even covered your face with a pillow(chapter 648),” he said with a suggestive smile, and Jade blushed.

“Don’t be naughty, you know the meal I’m talking about,” she said and Harry chuckled.

“No, I don’t. I can only think of one meal right now, and it is found….” Jade giggled as she stuffed the last piece of pancake into his mouth to shut him up.

She had stayed away from Sara’s case since she had decided that no matter how terrible Sara might be, she didn’t want to be directly responsible for locking her boyfriend’s mother away. Harry could do that himself.

“Also communication,” Harry said, taking her hand, “open and honest communication is key. If you’re feeling insecure, don’t bottle it up. Talk to me, and we can work through it together.”

“What if what happens last time happens again? I mean, what if Tom decides that he wants to spend time with you during the little time we schedule for ourselves?” She asked and Harry smiled.

“I’m not jealous of Tom. I’m not asking that cause I’m jealous. He is my brother and I love him. It’s just that I don’t like you choosing to spend time with him over me,” Jade said honestly and Harry nodded.

“That was a one time thing. I assure you that it won’t happen again. Also, Tom and I already agreed to resume our weekly hangouts. That way, he won’t intrude on our time together. And if for any reason he shows up randomly like he did the last time, I will let you chase him away, after all, he is your brother and won’t hate you for it,” Harry said with a reassuring smile.

“What if he doesn’t leave?”

“Then we will just have to pay him back in his own coin until he gets the message,” Harry said with a grin and Jade laughed.

“I think I like that idea,” she said, thinking of all the ways she could frustrate Tom knowing how much he loved to spend time alone with Lucy.

“But I don’t think it will get to that. Tom didn’t do it to piss you off. And I know very well that after seeing how much you didn’t like it, he won’t repeat it,” Harry said, since he knew Tom that much.

“If you say so.”

From there, the conversation flowed, easy and honest, as they explored their individual needs and expectations.

They discussed their love languages, realizing that quality time together, even if it was just a shared walk or a movie night, held more value to them both than constant texting or phone calls. They acknowledged the importance of supporting each other’s passions, even if they didn’t always share them.

“Is there anything else you want to tell me or ask me?” Harry asked and Jade pursed her lips thoughtfully.

“I’m not asking this because I’m jealous or because I don’t trust you. And it’s okay if you choose not to answer my question. I’m only asking cause I’m curious,” Jade said without meeting his gaze and Harry raised a brow.

“Go on,” he said and Jade spared him a glance.

“What’s going on between you and Mia?” She asked, looking away from him again.

Harry looked at her for a moment, “Mia used to be the wife of one of our business partners,” Harry said, and Jade blinked in surprise.

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“Remember how I said she looked familiar the first time I saw her?” Harry asked and Jade nodded.

“Is this business partner based in Husla?” She asked and Harry raised a brow.

“How did you know that?” He asked and Jade shrugged.

“She was being weird when Tyler said she looked familiar, so I figured it had to be in Husla since that is where he is based,” Jade said and Harry smiled.

“I’m always in awe of how brilliant you are,” he said and she beamed a smile at him.

“Thank you. So, why does she keep denying her identity?” Jade asked and tears filled her eyes as Harry explained the situation to her.

“That’s so terrible,” Jade said and Harry nodded.

“We are going to do all we can to help her, and break a couple of laws if need be,” Harry said and Jade held his gaze for a moment and sighed.

“Just be careful while at it. Is suppose this is going to affect our vacation?” She asked, and Harry shook his head.

“No, it won’t. I promise,” he said and she rolled her eyes.

“I won’t mind even if it does. Her safety should come first. We can always go on our vacation when you don’t have to worry about other things,” she said and Harry smiled at her with pride in his eyes.

“That’s so thoughtful of you. But you don’t have to worry. Tom is here, and Jeff is living with her, so she will be safe. We will go on our vacation as planned,” Harry said and Jade met his gaze, her eyes filled with love and gratitude.

“I love you, Jonas,” she said and Harry grinned.

“I can bet not as much as I love you,” he said and she shook her head.

“Don’t bet on that.”