Separate names with a comma.
It was empty. She wasn't in.
"H..." She began to write it out.
He raised an eyebrow. "My fathe ith squithed."
Rowan was still asleep on the couch.
She opened one eye to look over at him. "You do?"
Poppy wasn't in the room, the bed made.
"H-e-l-l?"
He chuckled, looking up at her.
(YOOP!)
She laughed, shaking her head as she closed her eyes again. "I said it twice already, but luckily for you, you make me soft. I'm in love with you."
(Yoop!)
"Hello.... H-e-l-o?"
He laughed, his hand coming up to run through her hair.
Rowan fell asleep soon afterwards.
"I'm in love with you," she said plainly, her eyes fluttering open. She looked over at him, her intense eyes crinkling as she grinned at him. "I'm...
She buried her face in her hands, a small sob escaping her throat after the door closed.
"Where do I start?"
"No, you."
He sat on the couch, sighing as he stretched out across the cushions.
She sighed, feeling a small smile creep across her lips. She closed her eyes, stretching out on the bed. "Yep. It's decided."
