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"I've drank before."
He shifted, leaning into her touch. After a moment he yawned, sitting up. *** "And your butt."
"Yeah, we'll try our best."
He had fallen asleep quite quickly, taking a power nap. *** "Nope," she said. "Don't know."
She nodded thoughtfully. "Maybe we can visit the bar, then."
He smiled at her, seeming at ease. *** She laughed, looking back at him. "What?"
He sighed, squeezing her hand. "God, I missed you." *** She gasped, her eyes widening. She laughed, propping herself against his back. "Nice...
"Do you drink?"
He kissed her cheek. "I'd love that, Beck." *** She frowned, turning him and touching his arm. "Gideon, stay."
"Not often," she admitted. "But I have."
He nodded slowly. "A bit. I want to spend time with you." *** She looked over at him with a frown. "Gideon.."
"Oh. Interesting.."
He grinned, kissing her. *** She frowned. "Stay."
"Know any good places here?"
He smiled at her. "I missed you." *** "Uh huh. Sure."
"Yeah, yeah. It'll come eventually."
He grinned, hugging her. "Hey." *** "You made fun of me."
He spotted her quickly, brightening as he approached. *** She shook her head.
She grinned. "Maybe if we stop somewhere better suited. I don't know if here is the right place."
Levy was walking through the airport, looking around. *** She went quiet, squinting as he cooked.
