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“Of course.”
"You're a dryad."
She glared up at him. "You won't even let me read yours."
Jack was stretched out, more so than Avice, but his arms were still around her protectively.
She looked up at him trustingly. "You promise you won't die?"
She ordered with a small smile and soon came back with small pastries, setting them on their table.
He sighed, kissing her forehead. "I think you're lovely too."
"Not hard enough, evidently," she said, closing the file. "I work too hard to preserve my privacy to have little things like this slip through the...
(Yoop!)
She kissed his cheek lightly. "I'm just concerned."
She grinned, heading for the counter. "On it."
"These bones are weary."
"Then I guess I gotta talk to Lief."
He kissed her forehead before falling asleep, holding her close.
Her arms came up to rest on his shoulders and she sighed, pretending to be deep in thought. "There's just so few guarantees."
"The mango umber is really nice. That or the lychee."
"Bee..."
"Okay, but I'm one of you now, so you have to actually tell me."
He set her down, gently lying down next to her.
She flushed slightly under his gaze, looking up at him with a raised eyebrow. "You said that last time," she teased.
