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"I'm not picky," she said stretching. "I'm okay with anything. Do your worst."

 

"Hmph. We'll see, Craw."

 

Poppy rested her head on her hand.

"Do you have work today?" she asked.

 

She frowned, stretching slightly.

"Francis," she said with mock despair. "You're breaking my heart."

 

"I'm desolate when I'm not being held by you," she said, her hand to her forehead in a swoon. "It's truly a tragedy."

 

She paused before standing up and coming into the kitchen, kissing the side of his neck.

"Don't worry, Craw," she said quietly. "I have work too, anyway."

 

"I do," she replied quietly. "I do say so."

 

"I love you too, my darling," she said, resting her head on his shoulder.

 

She watched him work for several minutes before speaking up.

"Did you know that I love your hands? Really. You have beautiful hands."

 

"Just like..." She paused, trying to find the right words. "Like... I don't know how to explain it. Your fingers are beautiful and long and perfect and you hold everything very carefully and..." She shook her head, obviously embarrassed. "I just love them. They're so distinctly... you, if that makes any sense."