The joke was meant to be terrible, and I grin when it has the desired effect of making him laugh. He kisses me and I lift my hand to rest it against his cheek, thumbing at the bone as I kiss him back. I feel so content, like I could just lay here forever.
"Of course, Bits," I whisper back, sliding my fingers up into his soft hair. "I'm glad that I could be here."
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"Of course, Bits," I whisper back, sliding my fingers up into his soft hair. "I'm glad that I could be here."