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"Oh, I can tell," she said sarcastically, raising an eyebrow.
"I like either." *** She raised her hands with a small gasp, keeping it out of his reach. "Stop that!"
Francis frowned, his eyes searching the room. "This is a bit odd."
She kissed his jaw. "Please don't be cross."
He sighed, rubbing her arm thoughtfully. "What color are you painting your room?" *** She squinted, gripping the controller. "We'll see."
He stood cautiously, heading for the bedroom door. "I don't know."
She slowly wrapped her arms him, a small grin on her face. "I know."
"Well.. Thank you, then." *** "Cheating."
He nodded, his head cocked slightly as he went quiet.
She didn't really respond. "Okay."
"A big one?" *** "It's cheating!"
He chuckled, but it wasn't true. "I would if I could."
She hesitated, sitting next to him again. "Sorry."
He grinned. "Thanks." *** "It's dirty"
He sighed. "I know. Still."
She pulled back rather abruptly before standing up. "..Sorry."
"Not hurting me?" *** She chuckled. "Uh huh."
He rubbed an eye, sighing slightly. "I will when you do."
She looked up at him. "Please?"
He pursed his lips. "Not like that." *** "Yeah, now you just pulled it!"
