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He chuckled. "I see." *** "Please don't."
Francis frowned. "We will one day."
"Psh. I look great in them."
She leaned down to kiss him. "That's much better."
He nodded slowly. "I understand."
She nodded. "Sounds good."
He raised an eyebrow. "How so?" *** She grinned. "That's not your words."
Francis glanced at Poppy, but said nothing. "So.. moving out of the city would work?"
She nodded. "Will do."
"You would kick me out?" *** She chuckled, pushing him down on the couch. "Use your words."
Francis frowned. "What are they?"
"I know," she said reassuringly. "But I can do both."
He laughed. "Maybe you don't want me there." *** She laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Let's take a nap."
He frowned. "Well.. The first time I shot one he just came back. Neat hair.. Perfect smile. I don't know, it's weird."
She grinned, leaning to kiss his cheek. "And I love you and I won't let anything bad happen to you."
He frowned. "I'm not a big fan of dogs." *** "What does that mean?"
Francis cleared his throat. "Right, we were supposed to meet for lunch and as I was waiting I encountered two men.. One had broken into the...
She wrapped an arm around his waist. "You're mine."
"Let me sleep on the edge of your bed is a good choice." *** "Do we sleep?"
He nodded, starting to walk, squeezing her hand reassuringly.
