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She crossed her arms. "I'm starting to think you wouldn't even do it in the first place."
She squeezed his hand. "You slept."
"Well, no. I just felt we had an ongoing joke here. The point is that you don't have to act ladylike around me. We're married."
"Then I'll help you first, but I would still be mad at you."
She smiled slightly, leaning forward to kiss his forehead. "I'm real."
"Just acknowledge it so I feel better."
"If you hurt yourself, I'm not going to talk to you."
She blinked. "Should I not be?"
"Don't burp."
"I'm serious."
She was watching him, half her face covered by the blanket. "Good morning."
"Don't burp at them. "
"I don't know. Just dont.."
Her eyes fluttered, and she looked at him with a gentle smile.
"Don't. Our waiter has been good."
"Jack. Don't."
Tez was still asleep the next morning. She had shifted closer to him in sleep, but not uncomfortably so.
"I'm serious. Please don't."
(Zoop?)
