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Ed looked up when they entered, his expression unreadable. "What's the plan?" "We're going to go back home," Poppy said quietly. His eyes...
They got to the top and Jack stood by one of the windows, his eyes wide. "It's beautiful, huh?"
He shifted, leaning back in the couch and resting his head on her shoulder.
Ed was in the kitchen with Eve when they entered, talking quietly.
The stairs winded past stained glass that cast delicate pink and yellow light against the walls. The sun was setting, painting the world in a gold.
His arms wrapped around her and he planted small kisses in her hair. "I love you."
She nodded, leading him into the house.
There was a hesitation in his eyes, but he shook his head after a moment, and the expression cleared, as if it were put away in a box. "Yup!...
His flush deepened and he looked at her shyly, his eyes kind and loving. "Beautiful."
"It's gonna be *squee!*ty."
He nodded slightly, looking a little disturbed. "Okay. Let's go."
He flushed instantly, watching her with what could be described as adoration. "I... I like your smile," he replied quietly.
She sighed, leaning into his side. "Are you ready for this?"
He hesitated, clearly unsure, but followed, saying nothing.
He couldn't help but smile against her lips, his hand coming up to rest on her cheek.
"I'm cold," she said, shivering slightly.
He looked down at their hands, his brow furrowing in surprise.
He grinned at her before assuming a blank expression.
Poppy got out on her side, pulling her coat tighter around her.
"Yup."
