Early Shopping (Open)

Kai had been out with Macee, his little sister, who occasionally turned out to be nicer than the brat she portrayed. He'd missed her this past year, as the girl attended Beauxbaxtons. How? He wasn't sure, but she did. The first day of summer, when he'd seen her, he'd noted the change in her. She'd grown to become more of a woman and less of a child. Her blonde hair was longer, and radiated more. Her skin, just a tad darker and as clear as always. She was the true definition of a model. Her facial structure and eye colour favoured his, just as her skin did, but that was it. Both Reid children were the spitting image of their father.

He had agreed to take her shopping in England, and when he saw her, he stopped. He didn't want Macee to see her because she'd say something. Any of his family would say something. He'd been so careful to keep their issue a secret but somehow, his family knew before he'd even arrived home. Did rumours really spread through Hogwarts like wildfire?

Pushing his sister off, into a nearby boutique to shop, he walked over to the cafe, where he could see her through the window. Pushing open the door, he walked over to her a sat across from her.

"Hey," he smiled, not sure what else to say. He didn't look to notice if she had grown bigger, in fact, he almost didn't want to know.  However, despite the panic rushing through his head, he remained calm. "How are things? Do your...um parents know?" He asked, wondering if maybe her parents told his or maybe she told his parents. Maybe it was a trap to make sure he stayed to help her. To be honest, he wanted to help, he wanted to be with her. What guy wouldn't? But he could never admit that, not with his popularity among their party status.

He had to admit, her smile was contagious, but it wasn't enough to send the nervous jitters away. "That's great to hear," he replied. Giving her another small smile and a nod of his head.

At her reply of not having told her parents yet, he mustered out an, "oh." He figured he'd leave the part out about his parents having found out then, not wanting to bring stress to the girl, knowing she was probably already stressed enough. He felt bad that he couldn't make things better for her, but he was trying. He was trying to be there for her, though they hadn't spoken since that day on the Pitch.

He had assumed that she didn't want to see him, but maybe she was waiting for him to approach her. "What brings you here?" He asked, adding onto his question, "I was out with Macee, my sister, shopping." To be more detailed, she was shopping, not him. Remembering Macee being with him made him even more nervous. She could walk in at any moment and start questioning the girl and telling him that he better be taking care of her and all these other things she and his parents told him would be right for him to do for the mother of his child.

The seventeen year old boy had enough stress from his family, he didn't need anymore added onto him.

"It's nothing, I really don't want to bother you with anything that may stress you," he admitted. It was killing him to keep secrets from her or at least feel like he was keeping secrets from her, but this, was for the better.

At her reply, he looked to the bags that she motioned towards and he could see the amounts of baby supplies she'd already bought. Unsure what to say, he just nodded in understanding. "So you've already gotten a headstart?" He would have to make sure to get a job soon if he wanted to help with this child, before she bought everything she needed. "Maybe we should hang out more then," he added in reference to her sitting at home being bored comment.

"Yes, my sister," he nodded, "she's fourteen, blonde hair, dark eyes and tanned like me. She goes to Beauxbaxton's though, not Hogwarts. I'm not sure why she goes there, but she does." It would always be a question that would never have an answer, which he was okay with, but he'd still like an answer sometimes.

He realised then, just how little he and Adaline actually knew about each other. He'd make it his life goal to find out everything there is to know about her.

Rolling his eyes, he leaned across the little table, taking her hands in his. His face was so close to hers, "don't," he whispered as his lips brushed gently against hers. The first brush was gentle, however, as he let his lips linger on hers for a moment, he pushed against her lips a bit harder, his eyes closing before pulling away.

The kiss had been nice, in fact, it made him feel like his body was tingly. It was a feeling that no other girl had made him feel before. When he thought about it, it had really been their first kiss. As the only time they slept together, any kissing that went on was desperate, lust-filled and full of greed.

"That's a lot of clothes," he chuckled, the corners of his eyes creasing while he did so. He smiled at her, glad that she agreed to hang out with him more. It'd be a good thing. It'd give them a chance to get to know each other better as well as it'd give him a chance to get used to being around a pregnant woman and what to expect.

He chuckled at the description of her siblings. "Aren't all younger sibings like that?" It was true for the most part. He remembered his sister being a rascal up until a certain age, however, within the past few years she'd really matured. He had always been close to her, but he couldn't help but be grateful for her to have matured some.

When Adaline kissed him back, it felt like he'd just brought the Quidditch Cup home to the great house of Gryffindor. He could feel her giving into him and melting like putty against him, but this was not the time nor place for any of that. He wouldn't deny the fact that he wouldn't have minded planting another kiss on her lips, but he hated the audience people seemed to have when they kissed in public. People needed to mind their own damn minds.

"I suppose," he said, unaware of how many outfits an infant can go through in one day, "but won't it outgrow them in like a week?" Kai felt clueless, even worse than clueless if there was such a thing.

"Did you need to go anywhere else today?" he asked before adding on, "Or maybe you wanting an escort home to help carry all those bags?" His eyes twinkled as he looked to her. He really wanted to be away from the crowds where he could sit and kiss her against a wall or something.

Maybe an alley, or a garden. Maybe even her parents would let him help her get her bags to her room then he could kiss her there.