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"Don't you know fish are some of the smartest animals?" he asked, sitting next to her and putting his arm around her.
She laughed lightly, the sound warm. "This is nice."
"Oh, definitely," he answered. "He manages some department stores."
"I love you too," she told him, her voice low as her hand grasped loosely onto his shirt.
"I think he'll be able to rearrange his schedule to make Thursdays work."
She smiled against his lips, her hand resting on the side of his neck.
He laughed. "Wonderful. Glad we got that settled."
She blushed slightly, looking down. "Me too."
"You have to," he told her. "Equal treatment."
She smiled slightly, continuing to give light kisses. "Mhm," she murmured quietly, finding his lips and kissing him deeply.
"I don't," he said. "Finn does."
She kissed his collarbone, glancing up at him. "Uh huh.."
"Obviously fish play tennis," he said. "So you have to set up the court and play tennis."
"Mhmm," she murmured, trailing kisses along his neck and jaw.
"You have to play with him," he said, a grin crossing his face.
"Hm," she murmured, kissing the side of his neck. "Yuh huh."
"Yes," he said agreeably. "Even though Finn can't sleep in the bed, he still deserves equal treatment."
She smiled against his lips, pulling away only for a moment to speak in his ear. "I win."
"Honestly, I wouldn't mind him sleeping on the bed."
She kissed him back, but still responded softly. "Nuh uh.."
