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She held his face in her hands. "I'm sorry."
He chuckled. "Anything for you."
She got up and looked around, her brows furrowed.
She turned, wrapping her arms around his waist. "I was teasing!"
"I brought lunch," he said, wiping the dust before showing Diana. "And the child."
She nodded slowly. "Alright."
"I'm not being rude. I just think that you should show it more often."
Francis chuckled, approaching her.
She glanced at him with a frown. "What? Telling the truth?"
She glanced down. "Will they hurt us?"
He nodded. "We're going to see her."
"It doesn't matter anymore," she said quietly.
She kept going, keeping tight hold.
(Yoop!)
"You agreed when I asked and then you told me when I was making the jokes."
She did so, climbing again.
He chuckled, continuing on.
"You told me you hated me. More than once."
She gave him one last quick kiss before nodding. "I'm ready."
He went to work, tapping on his computer.
