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She pulled him close. "Come on, Rowan. Help me here. I don't want you on the ground."
"Hey, you did it to me."
"I'm not. I'm not," she replied, keeping close. "I promise I'll stay with you right now."
"My gorgeous, amazingly wife."
Her expression immediately changed to worry, and she put her arms under his for support. "Rowan? Rowan? I'm going to get you back into bed, okay?...
"Ugh. Stop it."
She flinched as he swore at her, and she took a shuddery breath. "Don't talk to me like that that, Rowan. Stop.. D-Don't talk to me like that."
"Stop that. I'm not."
She turned to him, her expression a glare. "You can't keep me captive here, Rowan! You can't."
"Not at all."
She looked hurt suddenly, before taking a breath and storming past him, leaving.
"Oh.. I see."
She faltered slightly, but stood as well. "Get into bed, Rowan. It's better there. I'll leave."
He blinked. "Me?"
She looked at him, sitting up as well. "This is the one thing I will not promise on."
"Yes. It will be."
She didn't meet his gaze, her brows furrowing. "I can't."
"Maybe.. We'll be sneaky."
She said nothing, turning her head slightly.
He nodded. "Let's go outside and do that."
