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He lifted his glass slightly. "To have a drink?'
She nodded. "Shall we?"
Sam turned to Eden, his brows furrowed.
He crossed his arms. "I think I'll be alright."
She picked him up, kissing his cheek.
He nodded. "Thank you."
"Should I have expected a bomb?" he asked. "I mean, all you had was three empty cases of sprite, so.."
She looked down at Sawyer, a small grin on her face. "Are we ready?"
"Option two, please."
"I mean something bigger than all of the little things were doing now," he replied, obviously frustrated. "I hate having to be protected because...
He grinned, leaning back. "I didn't check your trunk, but I appreciate the information.'
She chuckled, her eyes bright. "I'm sure it will be."
He watched them, his brow furrowed.
"If it's going to be such a problem, shouldn't we do something? They've been terrorizing us ever since the bombings. I remember hiding in the...
She brushed Aubrey's hair back, her expression thoughtful. "Thanks, Bree."
"Yeah. My first impression of you was wearing a fancy dress and then saying 'ta' before you jumped out of a window. Seriously, who even says ta?"
He crossed his arms. "And like I said, I've been working on controlling it. In my upbringing, destructive magic was the think I was taught most,...
He nodded slowly. "I'm aware."
She kissed his cheek. "Don't worry. I'm teasing."
"Really?" he asked, rolling his eyes slightly. "Not too plain or dirty for you?"
