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She headed for the door, pulling him behind her.
"I couldn't be mad at you," she said, kissing his cheek.
"You have too much power."
"Because it doesn't answer the question."
His eyes widened slightly and he took them gently. "Wow. You weren't kidding."
"I am, yes," she said with a cheeky grin, standing up.
"Mad at you? Of course not."
He flushed again.
"Or it couldn't be."
He gave her a small smile. "Hey. What are you up to?"
"Born ready."
He put his finger to her mouth. "No more."
"That's not an answer."
He came in, looking tired and closing the door behind him.
She visibly relaxed, nodding. "Good..."
She smirked and gave him a quick kiss. "Ready to go?"
He flushed again. "Hush."
"How?"
(Yoop!)
She looked up at him gratefully. "You're not mad?"
