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She frowned, hesitating before stepping in and looking at the files.
He followed, his hands in his pockets.
She paused before leaning in and whispering in his ear, laughter on the edge of her voice. "I will not be sleeping with you while we are in this...
She frowned, trying one of the doors.
He nodded, glancing over his shoulder. "Fine. Lead the way to your place."
She pulled away after a moment, her nose brushing his. "...hey, Cy?" * * * "Well, I think you're perfect."
She tilted her head curiously before looking at the other three doors.
"It depends on where the necklace went," he said flatly. "Since you're determined not to let it go."
Her arms slipped around his waist and she pulled him closer, relishing his proximity. * * * "It's the perfect combo."
She took a deep breath before looking around, her gaze earnest.
"Oh my God. Okay. Fine. Fleur, do you need to pack anything?"
She paused, a slow smile creeping across her mouth. "Hm," she replied, kissing him deeply. * * * "You're very kind and also frightening."
She took a deep breath before creeping out of the room. "Hello?" she whispered, looking around nervously.
He snorted, rolling his eyes. "Seriously?"
She paused, her hand reaching up to cup the back of his neck. "Hm?" * * * "Thank God. I was terrified."
She frowned before closing the door again, returning to the bed and lying back down.
"What do I call you, then?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Miss Priss?"
She paused, giving him a mischievous smile before smoothly kissing a line along his jaw. * * * "Hazelnut. I'll say hazelnut."
She frowned, opening the door of her room and peering out, her brows furrowed.
"It's down river, Princess," he said flatly. "That's leaving town. Are you prepared to do that?"
