He took the water and then turned it around in his hand, looking at where it was imported from. "Huh, Fiji. Your friend drinks like my dad." He laughed at that and then cracked the bottle open, resisting the urge to ask to see the whiskey. He fucking loved whiskey, that was more his area but he knew he had to be careful with that. He didn't want to get himself wrecked at Sam's family house.
Harry snorted in amusement, watching Sam carry their bags with a slight tilt of appreciation. God, he was so damn strong. It was such a turn on.
"He never knows his own size. He's like a dog that still thinks he's a puppy. It's cute." Or he found it very cute, at least. "He was excited to come, he's shared so many stories on the way."
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Harry snorted in amusement, watching Sam carry their bags with a slight tilt of appreciation. God, he was so damn strong. It was such a turn on.
"He never knows his own size. He's like a dog that still thinks he's a puppy. It's cute." Or he found it very cute, at least. "He was excited to come, he's shared so many stories on the way."