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"I think it's cute."
She slipped under the covers, looking up at him adoringly.
She crossed her arms, sitting down. "Then I won't."
He grinned. "But that's so cute."
She pulled her hand back. "Sorry.. I just like being near you."
"It's not my fault you're too stubborn to admit injury."
"You just said the same thing!"
She reached for him hesitantly. "Don't go.."
"No, you're the one who accepted the challenge."
"I'm yours," he murmured. "And you're mine."
She sat on the edge of the bed, looking up at him with curious eyes.
She stood up. "And I'll cry if you hurt yourself."
He smiled softly. "I'm happy to be that."
She took his hand and stood. "Alright.."
She squinted at him, sitting up. "Then I guess if I went to the deck you would be able to meet me there."
He nodded. "I'm glad I'm married to you. I'm glad I met you."
She looked up at him nervously. "Did I say something wrong?"
She looked hesitant. "But your legs.."
"And I'm married to you."
She flushed, looking back up at him. "You'd be handsome among sirens, then.."
