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"No, it's alright," he said with a yawn.
He frowned, shifting slightly.
She leaned back against his chest, her brows furrowed.
"Is that going to be our thing?"
She kissed the corner of his mouth gently, looking up at him. "Stay with me."
Jack's head was in the pillow, and he blinked, looking up. "Sure."
He was quiet for a minute. "You can go sleep in the bed, you know."
She rubbed her eyes, looking tired.
"I think I love you."
She hesitated before shaking her head, cupping his jaw in her hands. "That's different. That's a job."
Aubrey hummed under her breath.
He has been resting his head on his hand, but she might notice a subtle tensing in his shoulders as she sat down.
She nodded, standing up and opening the closet door.
"There's a lot happening there."
"Anywhere as in you can't leave me," she said quietly, her brows furrowing. "You can't risk your life like that. I don't know how I can convince...
"Okay, Mama," Aubrey said absently.
After a while, she slowly unfurled herself, sniffling slightly. "We should go, right?"
"Thank you. I appreciate you looking out for me."
"Wow."
Her fingers curled in his shirt, and she glared slightly at him. "You can't go anywhere," she said flatly, raising one eyebrow. "Okay?"
