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“No. The element of Earth, you goat.”
“Would you want to?” August asked.
“Okay. Thanks.”
He kissed her forehead. “I love you too, siren.”
“You heard me!”
“The element. What would I be able to do with it?”
“Are you ever going to go back?”
"I can't drink. You know that."
The cheering from the audience was loud, but Rowan only had eyes for her. "You and me."
"Clothing isn't real," he called after her.
He shrugged slightly, stacking the plates. "A couple of times every day, I suppose. Why?"
She laughed slightly, passing him the sandwich. 'I'm kidding."
He pulled away after a moment, smiling warmly. "We did it!"
Jack had made the bed by the time she returned.
He watched her for a moment before nodding. "Alright. August?" "Just the usual for me." "Got it," he said, heading for the door.
"I am sleep-deprived and drunk, Francis. You can't do this to me."
"By the power vested in me," the minister said smoothly. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss each other." Rowan looked at her for...
(Zoop?)
They finished and Eli stretched. "I'm heading out again. Any requests?"
"I can't tell if you're messing with me."
