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She set the glasses on the counter, falling silent for a moment. “I see.” She looked up at him, her lips pursed. “I’ll miss you.” *** He...
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She had a good poker face, but she paused for a split second pulling out wine glasses. “Oh?” she said after a moment. “For how long?” *** He...
She fell asleep as well, Digit resting on their laps.
She went over to the counter, leaning back. “Are you okay?” *** “Me?” he asked dully, sitting up and returning to his work. “I would never.”
She closed her eyes, getting closer to him quietly.
She laughed slightly, stepping forward and taking his hand. “I missed you too... want to come in?” *** He looked up at her, leaning back in his...
She frowned, looking troubled by this before scooting over to him, resting her head on his shoulder. “Sleep.”
Beck opened the door, her whole face brightening. “Levanin. Hi.” *** He looked up distractedly, but she could tell he was happy to see her....
She frowned, looking up at him. “You okay?”
(Switch!) Beck was in her apartment several weeks later, her hair tied back and a bottle of wine on the counter. *** Gideon was at work, his...
“You can sleep on the couch,” she suggested. “And go right back to work afterwards...”
He squinted. “Yes. It’s my job.” *** She stayed awake for quite a while, still and quiet besides him.
“It’s late,” she said, tilting her head tiredly. “You should take a nap.”
He huffed playfully, standing up. “Fine.” *** She closed her eyes too. “Goodnight.”
She leaned back, watching him curiously. “Don’t you ever sleep?”
He rolled his eyes, resting his forehead against hers. "Good save." * * * She flushed unexpectedly, looking over at him before scooting over...
"No," she said cheerfully. "Not at all, honestly."
He wrapped his arms around her waist. "How dare you assume that girls don't tip me?" * * * She got into the bed, lying on her back awkwardly...
She laughed, leaning back against the couch. "Sorry."
