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“For you.”
“Well, we should go to the meeting.”
“Damn.”
(Yoop!)
"How do you propose I fix that?"
She reached over and ran a soothing hand through his brown hair. "Because it makes me blush."
"Like what?"
"Do you have pie?"
She stood up and sighed, pulling a blanket over him and brushing his hair back before sitting down and leaning back against the chair, folding her...
"I have a crush on you."
Her flush deepened, and she cleared her throat. "Stop that..."
"Well, I would love to stay here all day with you..."
"There's... no... food.."
It took her almost an hour, and she finally pulled away, sighing worriedly. "I think I did it. You had a lot of glass in you."
"Please don't."
Her golden eyes flickered up to him and she smiled slightly, pink crossing the bridge of her nose.
"Why?"
"What would I hide from you?"
She got to work, slowly stitching up his side.
"I do."
