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"Like that with the grin."
"Sorry."
“One.”
She smiled, stretching. “That’s good. You were in pretty bad shape.”
“You seem furious.”
“Don’t look at me like that.”
Her fingers trailed to the side of his jaw for a moment and she gave him a smile. “But for now I’m going to go take a shower.”
“Do you have any idea how few people I’ve said that to?”
She murmured before her eyes fluttered open, her gaze immediately landing on him. “..Gabe...” she said sleepily, sitting up. “You okay?”
"Well, you seem to not want me here..."
"Thank you," she said, looking up at him defiantly, her face a definite pink.
"I'll spend forever and a day with you," she said casually, reaching down to run her fingers through his hair.
"I love you more than pie."
Her arms were crossed across her chest, and she was leaning back against the couch. Some of her thick, black hair would have fallen next to his...
“Should I just... go?”
She groaned, burying her face in her hand. “Stahp.”
“Sleep forever.0
“No, baby. I was joking.”
Petra was asleep next to him, her head tipped back and her dark hair messily cradling her head. Her lips were slightly parted, and her face was...
“You look as if you have an idea.”
