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"I suppose that's good."
He laughed easily and quickly. "Now you just look funny."
"No, it's a win-win. Look, you win your battle, and Ker gets a neck scratch. Don't you, Ker?"
"Doesn't it?"
"Or... something."
"What a good boy," she murmured before looking up at Warner. "You won."
"I'm your husband, though."
"Then why do you look so sad?"
She gently began to scratch under his chin, still murmuring sweet affirmations.
"You're awfully flirty, you know?"
"You seem sad," he said, resting a hand on her forehead. "Are you sick?"
"Good boy," she praised sweetly, coaxing him closer. "Good boy, Ker. Good boy."
He huffed before lying back on the pillows with her.
He frowned, looking down at her. "Are you okay?"
She kept her voice low, calm and sweet and extended a hand, palm open to him. "C'mere, love. Come to Addie, okay?"
"Love you too, you silly thing."
He looked around. "Where's Eli?"
She considered it before turning to the dinosaur. "Ker, darling? C'mere, sweet boy."
He laughed against her lips, kissing her back.
"'Cause I got too close. That's rude."
