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She rested her head in the curve of his neck, closing her eyes. "Thanks... I love you."
She hesitated before nodding. "Yeah. I had a nightmare earlier. Is that okay?"
She leaned back on the pillows, looking up at him.
"I'm always making fun of you," she said smoothly. "You just don't always recognize it." * * * They got back to Emerson's room and he sat at his...
She rolled her eyes before scooting over on the bed, patting the space next to her. "I'm not very nice, Dion." * * * "Come along then," he...
She grinned at him, rolling her eyes. "Insecurities." * * * "You can, but I won't be very fun. I'll just be sitting at my desk."
She raised an eyebrow before reaching up for him hesitantly. "Compensating for something, I'm sure." * * * "I see," he said straightening up....
"Oh, I'm well aware," she said, pulling away from him and sitting on the edge of the bed. * * * He raised an eyebrow. "You don't know what you...
She rested her head under his jaw, taking a deep breath. "Don't get a big head. We do work well together." * * * "What else is in this stew?"
She leaned into his touch, watching him thoughtfully. "I've never felt like this about anyone," she said quietly, cupping his jaw. "You're...
She rested her forehead against his, kissing him again gently. * * * He kissed her again before straightening up, going over to the stove.
She held his face in her hands, her lips brushing his softly. "I love you too," she replied breathlessly. * * * "That's okay. I think I'll...
Her arms slipped over his shoulders and she deepened the kiss, her fingers gently running through his hair. * * * "Oof. I walked right into that...
She studied him, her hazel eyes tracing his features before she kissed him, her hand coming up to cup his jaw. * * * He tilted his head...
"Yeah, I know," she said slowly before looking over at him, walking over to him hesitantly. "I do think I love you." * * * He grinned, kissing...
She looked around thoughtfully before looking over at him. "I like your room," she said quietly. * * * "I do. I always feel better when I'm...
She hesitated before coming over to him tentatively, tilting her head as she considered him. * * * He kissed her hair, looking down at it....
She frowned, looking at him over her shoulder. "Are you sure?" * * * "Thank you," he said smoothly. "What are you making?"
She watched him before sighing, turning away from him and starting to walk away. * * * "Well, you could," he admitted, kissing a quick line...
She looked at him worriedly. "I love you too." * * * He laughed, kissing the corner of her mouth. "You can't stop me."
