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She huffed slightly, glancing over at him. "Can I make you wear anything I make?" * * * Ellis glanced up and saw that Lucy was asleep against...
Her shirt exposed her midriff as she stretched and she glanced out the window thoughtfully before turning to look at him, her white hair catching...
"Then I guess I'll be wearing a hat," she replied. * * * "Of course, Blaisey," he said, raising an eyebrow. "All good things."
"How about both?" she suggested, letting go of his shirt and standing up, stretching her arms and yawning as she went over to the window.
"I will certainly wear it," she said smoothly, her low voice uncharacteristically warm as she glanced at him from the corner of her eye. "If you...
She pouted slightly, looking up at him. "I guess."
"I thought you were joking." * ** "No, but I was hoping you would be."
She considered this, her hand slipping beneath his shirt to rest over his scars. "I'm not sure."
She laughed out loud in surprise. "Really?" * * * He squinted at her, leaning back. "You're supposed to be irritated."
"I never said that," she replied, pulling away slightly. "But yes."
"What are you making?" Aisling asked, looking over at him for a moment. * * * Ellis squinted before turning and resting his feet on her lap.
"That's true," she mused, grabbing a handful of his shirt and pulling him down to her gently, kissing his jaw slowly. "Anything at all."
She tilted her head for a moment before patting his head playfully. "Don't fret. We'll stop soon." * * * She paused before smiling back...
"I mean..." she said, drawing out the word. "We could make out for a while, I suppose."
"Are you doing okay?" Lucy asked, tilting her head. * * * "Where are we stopping first?" Aisling asked Dion, glancing over at him. * * * He...
She sat up slowly, looking around. "I should probably go check on Zad."
The music and the wind blew through the car and Aisling hummed under her breath. Lucy looked over at Jaz and tapped his shoulder. "Want to play...
She wrinkled her nose, draping her arms around his shoulders. "I love you."
Aisling seemed almost giddy from adrenaline as they sped down the road. "Today is going to be a good day," she said, speeding up. "I can feel...
"You're a really good dancer."
