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"Sounds good to me."
He kissed his forehead.
"Of course. Im great."
"You don't like me enough to let me?"
"Not really."
Francis sat down, tapping James' nose.
She wrapped her arms around him.
"Why?"
"Do I want to learn?"
He went quiet again, holding James.
"I'm glad you're my husband."
"I know you are. Besides, the more I see you the more I fall in love with you."
"..Embroider?"
"You can take a shower," he said quietly. "It might help you relax."
"You're so sweet."
"I suppose?"
He chuckled. "Will you?"
He said nothing, his brow furrowed.
"But you've been doing everything."
"I was still in love before you left."
