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Her back was to him, but he would hear her yawn sleepily as she got into position. * * * He was quiet, those green eyes watching her intensely....
She laughed, slipping off of his lap and getting onto her side. * * * He watched her before brushing her hair back gently. "If you want me."
She considered this, watching him with eyes the color of cinnamon. "Probably," she replied after a moment, leaning against him. * * *...
She rested her forehead against his, watching him. "A little," she said after a moment. * * * He laughed out loud, the arm that wasn't...
She crossed her arms behind his neck. "Are you tired?" * * * "I figured. I left it intentionally cryptic."
She looked down at him, saying nothing for a moment before slipping onto his lap, a little uncertain. * * * "If I remember correctly," he began...
She followed him, holding his hand. * ** He paused, considering this. "I think... I knew for sure when that cat swiped at you. But it was a...
She hesitated before kissing him again. "Probably." * * * He considered this. "Consciously, or...?"
She paused, pulling back breathlessly before taking his hand. * * * "Of course," he said quietly. "Of course, Nascha. It's been you for a long,...
She sighed, pulling him closer and kissing him back. * * * "I've been in love with you," he told her. "But I'm glad you're joining me."
She considered him, pulling him closer. "Kiss me?" * * * He watched her, tilting his head curiously. He paused before a slow smile crossed...
Her lips brushed his and she cupped the back of his neck, her free hand rubbing his chest gently. "I just think you're wonderful." * * * He...
She kissed him back, her hand running through his hair gently. * * * "Why do you want me to stay, then?" he asked, his question surprisingly...
She giggled, coming over to him and wrapping her arms around his neck. * * * "Sure, I do. I have a big cut in my abdomen; I'm allowed to complain."
She looked over her shoulder, raising an eyebrow. "I love you too," she said keenly. * * * He laughed hesitantly, tilting his head. "Is it...
She opened the door and crossed the room to turn on the lantern. * * * "Do you want me to stay here?" he asked, tilting his head. "I've only...
"I mean, I still am crazy attracted to you," she said, looking over at him. * * * He seemed surprised, watching her in surprise. "...really?"
"Too hot to handle," she repeated incredulously, looking up at him. "Jesus." * * * "Here... in your house, here?"
"Super hot," she said easily, rubbing his back. "I don't know how I'm able to handle you." * * * "Yeah. I'm going to be in the area."
They approached their place and Dahlia slipped her arm around his waist. “I think you’re really hot too. Even though that feels weird to say.”...
