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He nodded, kissing her cheek.
He jumped awake, looking over at her. "Eden?"
She nodded, taking a sandwich.
He smiled. "Go make your frittata."
Sam was still sitting, his head propped up by his hand.
She held Sawyer securely. "No worries, Bre. I wouldn't let anything happen to him.
He kissed her quickly. "I love you."
(Yoop!)
She laughed, setting him on her knee.
He smiled at her. "Silly wife."
He brushed her hair back, obviously worried.
She held him up, her eyes bright. "Can you say.. Da?"
"No way."
She smiled, tapping his nose playfully.
"Me? Silly?"
She picked him up, kissing his cheek.
He sat on the edge of the bed, running his hands through his hair.
"No clue whatsoever."
She smiled, offering him a sandwich.
He nodded. "I will. Thank you."
