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She put her hands in her pockets. "Fine."
She blinked, kissing his sternum before sitting up.
She laughed slightly, her thumb brushing his jaw. "Way more important."
"Right, right," he said, nodding, his brown hair flopping over his eyes.
"That's fine. You can disagree with it. This is my choice, though. I'm not taking that medication ever again."
She exhaled slowly, shifting as she woke, her fingers curled in his shirt.
She flushed, feeling butterflies in her stomach. She tilted her head slightly, her hand on the back of his neck. "See? This is much better than...
"What about the babies?"
"Well, you're not acting like it," she said. "Do I not have a choice?"
Eden was asleep next to Sam, her head against his chest.
"I love... you..." she murmured, leaning back against the wall.
"Just you and I?"
She squinted at him before shaking her head. "I'm not Diana, Craw," she said, sounding really tired. "I'm not going to eat the broccoli because...
(Switch?)
She relaxed, clearly utterly enamored despite the casualness of her words. Her hand came up to run through his hair.
"That sounds nice..."
She shook her head. "No."
He smiled up at her. "I love you too."
She laughed, draping her arms around his neck.
He nuzzled his nose in her hair. "Nope."
