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She sighed, her brows furrowed, and she came over to him, kissing him deeply.
He was quiet for a moment, looking puzzled. "I want you near."
"I know you don't," she said, looking very nervous. "But I am kinda really, stupidly in love with you, and if something were to happen to you and...
"I'm sure," he said quietly, kissing her deeply again.
They got checked in and they sat, waiting for an examination.
He rested his forehead against hers, his brow furrowed. "I missed you. Despite everything, I missed you so much."
Addie hurried towards the medical ward, looking worried.
His hands slipped down to rest on her hips and he pulled her closer, relishing her proximity.
She paced nervously as he got dressed, opening the door as he approached. “Okay. Let’s go.”
“I don’t know,” he answered honestly, finding her collarbone and kissing that. “I hope so.”
“Warner Williams,” she snapped, pulling on her jacket. “Get dressed.”
“We still have something, you and I,” he murmured, moving to kiss a line along her neck. “Even if it’s not love, it’s something.”
“Yes,” she replied stubbornly, standing up and rubbing her fingers through her hair nervously. “You’re not going to get infected or whatever...
He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer and leaning back against the pillows, his hand coming up to run through her hair.
Her eyes widened and she shook her head, sitting up suddenly. “Nope. No. No. You’re going to see a medic right now.”
There was a moment of uncomfortable silence before he leaned over and kissed her, surprisingly gentle.
“I don’t know. Transforming into something from Purgatory.”
He sighed slightly, nodding. “Okay.”
She frowned, looking nervous again. “Can I see? I don’t want you transforming on me, or something.”
He tilted his head slightly. “Do you not want me to love you?”
