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She nodded, keeping her distance almost warily. "Yeah, that sounds good."
He exhaled slowly, setting down the folded blanket before heading for the front door.
She shrugged a little, looking over at him. "Want to go to a cafe?"
"Fleur, I'm sorry, but I don't think we can talk right now," he said, his voice low. "If this is going to be it, I gotta know that I can be...
She took some of the stuff from him gently, balancing the items under her chin. "Yeah, let's head back. Are you hungry?"
He turned away from her, going over to the couch. He reached down, picking up the blanket that Alyssa was covered with and began to fold it,...
She followed him, sighing as she looked down at her shoes, watching the lights glow off the linoleum floors. Her dark brows were furrowed in thought.
"If you're giving me an ultimatum, Fleur, I need you to set a firm deadline," he said flatly. "When do you need me to decide? Friday?"
She laughed a little, but her voice was soft. "I think we probably could, but it might be better just to get some cots instead."
His hands were shaking and he pulled them away, his brow furrowed. "I understand. When do you need to know?"
Her hands were in her pockets, clenched into fists. "Do we need anything else?"
He hesitated, looking down at her nervously. He was silent for a moment. "That's fair," he said lightly, although she would know him well enough...
She dropped her hand, her face shifting through a couple of emotions before she followed him. "Right. Okay."
He leaned down and kissed her softly, his hand coming up to cup the back of her neck.
She laughed a little, reaching over and ruffling his hair like she used to. "Don't apologize. You don't owe me anything. Besides, it's not like...
He exhaled a little, studying her with clear eyes. When his memories were gone, his eyes were cloudy and lost, but right now, they were focused on...
Her face fell again, but she nodded. "I figured..."
"Still..." he said slowly. "I don't know. You shouldn't have to deal with all this."
She tilted her head, looking over at him thoughtfully. "Do you remember it at all?"
"I don't want to leave you," he told her. "But I can't help but think your life would be better if you and I had never met."
