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Avice was quiet at first, but soon spoke up. "Everything all good in here?"
"It's okay, Val." *** "Stop it."
His eyes fluttered, and he looked around in confusion.
She smiled slightly, before heading into the other room again.
"Okay.. Good." *** "Yes."
Francis shifted under the blankets, not waking."
"That.. Ugghh. Those were bad."
He wrapped his arms around her carefully. "Is this okay?" *** "Yuh huh."
His hand rested on her waist. "Mine."
She flushed at the recollection. "Oh God."
"..No?" *** "You almost let me leave a minute ago."
He blushed slightly, but cleared his throat. "And you're mine."
"Like when she beat you at chess?"
"Valll. Please stay with me. Please?" *** "Yes."
"Great," he teased. "Love being a mystery to my fiancée."
"That sounds rough."
He didn't wrap hid arms around her, clearly hesitant. "Stay.." *** "Why not?"
"Basically the poetry was the last surprise."
"It's pretty cute, actually.."
"I'm a light sleeper.." *** "Yes. Callie."
