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She considered this, stepping into the shower and picked up a scrub brush she had set down earlier. "That's a good idea... if that's the case,...
"My sheet, darling," he said, straightening up and kissing her shoulder gently as he passed, going over to the fridge and opening it. "You laughed...
The bathroom smelled like bleach, but she had done considerable work in here too. The window was open, presumably to air it out. "In case we have...
"You insulted my sheet," he said again, leaning back against the counter with folded arms. "I don't think you understand."
"No, but it might be nice to get them anyway," she said, setting the pillows down before heading back into the bathroom to continue cleaning....
"Me abandoning you?" he asked, letting out the spider gently before closing the door and returning to the kitchen to wash his hands. "Absolutely."
"Like what?" she asked, folding out the sheets in the air and settling them on the bed. "The cots?"
"You laughed at me in my sheet," he said, looking as if he were trying to hide a smile as he headed to the door.
He smirked, glancing up at her as he straightened up. "I was talking to the spider."
Lines formed in between her eyebrows as she frowned, her gaze flickering up at him. "Of course, Abes," she said, sounding a little confused. "Why...
He disappeared up into the bedroom before reappearing moments later, wearing his boxers. "How's it going?" he asked, returning to her and...
She opened her eyes, looking up at him cheerfully. "Okay," she said, pulling away from him and going to the other side of the bed. "What'd you...
"Sorry, my love," he said from the staircase, leaning over the railing playfully. "I need to get clothes on."
Her eyes were closed and her black hair was still a little damp from her shower, slipping through his fingers. The sheet that was holding it back...
He squinted at her before turning to return to the bedroom, waving his free hand casually. "Fine. Survive the spider on your own."
"No, you don't. You smell like... I can't quite place it." She settled her head on his chest, listening to his heart as she closed her eyes for a...
His shoulders slumped as he exhaled, squinting at her. "Christ, Fleur. You scared me."
"Maybe just because I've been smelling drain stank," she mused, looking up at him for a moment.
He shot up, pulling the blanket around him and running down the stairs in a panic. "Fleur?!"
She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath as she enjoyed his closeness. "You smell nice," she commented quietly, her hand rubbing the back of...
