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He shrugged, sitting on the edge of the bed. "I forget."
"Sometimes."
He shrugged. "Ahhh, I dunno. I think so."
She laughed softly. "I agree."
He grinned. " Sounds pretty good."
She laughed, moving to lightly bite the edge of his ear. "Oh yeah?"
"Shhh," he said softly. "We don't talk about that."
"That's what I thought."
"Sounds cool to me. Cooooool."
She looked up at him innocently, leaning in to him. "Would you really, though?"
"In the morning," he decided. "When I don't get lost."
"But you won't," she argued smoothly.
"I'll get lost," he repeated. "Nobody will ever find me!"
"Maybe that will teach you not to threaten to bite me," she teased.
"And leave me by myself? What if I get lost?"
She grinned. " So then I could bite you."
"But.. I wanna sleep. I don't feel like getting him."
"Fine then. Go and run and leave me."
"He doesn't like to be forgotten, you know," he informed her.
"You wouldn't try to escape," she decided. "Cause you know I wouldn't be able to come after you."
