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She paused for a moment, looking embarrassed. “You can kiss all of me except my jaw,” she said quietly after a moment. “That’s only for people...
“I am 543,” she said primly.
“Your parents aren’t home, right?”
“Me too. He seemed grumpy.”
She flushed deeply and instantly, her hand on his chest as she pulled away. “No.”
She looked at him incredulously. “That’s so young.”
He opened his arms to her.
“Yeah. He left an hour ago.”
“Hm. Perhaps,” she said slowly in his ear.
“30?”
He leaned back against the pillows, watching the door.
“Yeah. Before Eli woke up.”
“I know you do,” she replied flatly, kissing his neck slowly. “You’re not subtle.”
“Hm. How many years are you?”
He huffed, limping back in the bed.
He smiled slightly, his hand cupping her jaw. “I had to leave you earlier.”
She squinted for a moment before moving, perching lightly on his stomach, her legs on either side of his waist. Her hands curled in his shirt and...
She followed, looking around.
“What a pity.”
“Yeah,” he said, nodding slightly. “You?”
