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He was quiet, taking her hand as he listened respectfully. *** She seemed unsure, going over to him hesitantly.
He relaxed when she came through the doors, his shoulders easing as he saw her. A smile crossed him as well as he waited for her to join him. ***...
He was dressed nicely, as usual with weddings. The tux was black with a slight red trim. He opted to wear an eyepatch which covered his bad eye,...
(Yoop!) *** She hesitated, looking a little put down at this before she stood up. "I'm sorry, Burke."
He grinned, kissing her cheek. *** She looked over at him. "Does Logan sleep on the bed?"
He frowned. "What? No, it's because you're you." *** She stood as well, climbing onto the bed.
He pulled away after a moment. "I think I'm falling in love with you." *** She nodded stubbornly.
He grinned, giving her a kiss. "Good thing." *** She folded her arms. "Bed. Both."
He frowned. "Ellie, I think it is. It's perfect." *** She glare playfully.
He frowned. "What? I think yours is beautiful." *** She turned to him, sticking out her arms and feet to avoid being picked up.
He looked up at her. "What are theirs like?" *** She leapt to the couch without warning, laying across it.
He tilted his head. "What?" *** She looked over at him. "What? No."
He kissed her cheek. *** She began getting organized with her things.
He watched her adoringly. Her heart was in the bag, as he said it would be. *** She went in, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking around.
He grinned. "Obviously." *** She nodded slightly, but looked uncertain. "If you say so."
He took it, taking a bite. "In my bag. I always have it with me." *** She looked around, her head tilting slightly. "I can just.. sleep...
"Because I take good care of it." *** (Yoop!)
He leaned into her touch. "No, of course not." *** She grinned, starting off.
"I wouldn't dare," he told her. *** She stood up, taking her things. "Ready?"
"Ouch." *** "And I think you're handsome."
