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There was a knock at the door. *** "That makes sense."
"See you tomorrow," he said warmly. *** She stood up. "Sure. When do you transform?"
He laughed slightly, shaking his head. "Fine then. Get well soon." *** "I'm sure."
"That's alright, Beck," he told her, sounding a little worried. "And you can call me Levy. I don't mind." *** "Huh. Alright then."
(Yoop!) *** "I see.. Is that all you do to prepare?"
He grinned at her brightly, heading to his car. *** "..Huh. Alright, then."
He relaxed, brushing her hair back gently. "I'll see you tomorrow." *** She looked surprised. "Cage?"
He seemed mildly embarrassed by his own feelings. "I think you're lovely." *** She looked back before turning to him. "Oh.. Can I help?"
He looked down. "I quite like you." *** She tilted her head curiously. "What for?"
He was looked down at her adoringly. "No problem.. Have a good night." *** She rested her head on her hands. "What are you doing today?"
He slipped his hands in his pockets, accompanying her. *** She took a seat, watching him.
He nodded, heading out. *** She went into the kitchen, looking around.
He gave her a small smile. "Shall we?" *** She sighed playfully, heading out. "Fine then."
"Yes, I am." *** "Well enough."
He offered his hand hesitantly. "Can I walk you to your car?" *** She squinted. "I can manage."
Levy came out of his office, approaching her desk. "Finishing up?" *** She looked back at him, her expression warm. "Scrambled. I can help you...
He watched her go, taking a sip of his coffee and getting to work. *** She nodded, slipping out of bed an stretching, her delicate frame small...
"Ah. Nothing else. Thank you." *** She laughed lightly. "Let's have eggs."
He smirked slightly, leaning forward. "Another kiss?" *** She ran a hand through her hair. "Yeah. What do you have?"
He watched her with a small smile. "Thank you, Beck." *** "I did.."
