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He closed his eyes, his arms gentle around her as they both began to fall asleep, the serene countryside outside peaceful and calm; everything was...
He kept her close, his arms settled around her as he kissed her head.
"Goodnight, June. I love you."
"If," he began, his gaze soft, "in the very unlikely event that I decide to leave, I will let you know, that way you can say goodbye," he told...
"I never plan on leaving," he told her gently, slowly brushing her hair back. "Being here with you and your siblings makes me so happy, June."
"I prefer this life," he told her quickly, opening his eyes to look down at her. "I prefer this so much more than anything else."
He rubbed her back slowly, shutting his eyes as she spoke. Her voice relaxed him. Everything about her relaxed him.
"You helped me bring it out,...
He took her hand and gently kissed her fingers, his lips soft as they brushed her skin lightly.
"Me neither," he told her quietly. "You really...
He rested his head on hers, kissing the top of it.
"I do. What does it mean?"
He held it close to him for a moment before delicately setting it on the night stand, lying back in the bed and pulling her with him.
He brightened immediately and took it carefully, twirling it around in his fingers gingerly before he looked up at her with a wide grin.
"Of course I want you," he told her gently, slipping his arms around her and kissing her cheek. "I always want you."
That night Zerras and June retreated into guest house for the night. Zerras crawled into the bed and opened his arms to her, his gaze soft.
He kissed her cheek one last time before stepping back, going back to the house to look for Finneas with a curious frown.
He laughed warmly, kissing the top of her head.
"I love you. I'm going to go find Finneas for the project, okay?"
He pulled away after a moment, his eyes trained on hers.
He raised his eyebrows at her before pulling her in close and kissing her.
He nodded, standing up and offering his hands to help her.
"I know," he replied smoothly, sitting up again, "but I suppose I'll stop. Do you have more work to do?"
He pulled away to looked at her, raising his eyebrows.
"I believe you," he told her with a grin as he kissed her neck. "That doesn't mean it isn't cheesy."