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“Why d’you say ‘m gorgeous? ‘m not,” she manages more clearly. “Turnabout’s fair.”
“Because you are, you’re beautiful. Your eyes, your laugh, your personality.”
She mumbles, “So biased.” She tilts her head back and plants a kiss on whatever bit of him she can reach.
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“Not. Why?” The words are a bit slurred as sleep begins to claim her, fingers stilling in his hair. She’s warm all through now, relaxed and happy.
“What do you mean?” He asks, stifling a yawn with the back of his hand.
“Why d’you say ‘m gorgeous? ‘m not,” she manages more clearly. “Turnabout’s fair.”sir
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“‘n,” she yawns in the middle of the word, “what is it? What’s gorgeous?”
”You, you’re gorgeous.”
“Not. Why?” The words are a bit slurred as sleep begins to claim her, fingers stilling in his hair. She’s warm all through now, relaxed and happy.
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“‘s fine, I do. All long limbs and pale skin,” she muses, “blue eyes and perfect mouth. The way you go so still when you’re listening. The way your hands wrap around the hilt of the sword. All’f it.”
Blush rises to his cheeks and he glances away. “That isn’t gorgeous, darling.”
“‘n,” she yawns in the middle of the word, “what is it? What’s gorgeous?”
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“Don’t which?” She rearranges herself so she can get one hand in his hair, sliding long fingers through the curls and scraping fingernails lightly over his scalp.
”Don’t think my body is gorgeous,” he tells her, closing his eyes at her touch.
“‘s fine, I do. All long limbs and pale skin,” she muses, “blue eyes and perfect mouth. The way you go so still when you’re listening. The way your hands wrap around the hilt of the sword. All’f it.”
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“Bodies are stupid, then,” she protests. “Except yours, which is gorgeous.” She turns her head back to put an ear to his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
”Hm, I don’t think so.”
“Don’t which?” She rearranges herself so she can get one hand in his hair, sliding long fingers through the curls and scraping fingernails lightly over his scalp.
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“Well,” she says comfortably, “I am definitely not with child. But my toes are cold.” She tucks one foot between his feet to demonstrate.
He smiles, “I believe your body does it even when you’re not — one of those woman things.”
“Bodies are stupid, then,” she protests. “Except yours, which is gorgeous.” She turns her head back to put an ear to his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
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“No, I’m pretty sure that’s a me thing. Winter is hard, I’m always cold, but I can’t resist the snow.” She puts a little kiss where her nose was.
”Believe it or not many women are actually always cold, your heat goes to your internal organs for when you’re with child and things.”
“Well,” she says comfortably, “I am definitely not with child. But my toes are cold.” She tucks one foot between his feet to demonstrate.
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“Mmm, you’re warm,” Summer mumbles, rubbing her cold nose against his collarbone. “Is that a guy thing, being warm like that?”
”I think it’s a guy thing, is it a girl thing to always be so cold?”
“No, I’m pretty sure that’s a me thing. Winter is hard, I’m always cold, but I can’t resist the snow.” She puts a little kiss where her nose was.
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“Mmm, you’re warm,” Summer mumbles, rubbing her cold nose against his collarbone. “Is that a guy thing, being warm like that?”
