He startles her, but it immediately gives way to a giddy joy. Joy, and relief. He's trying. She knows he doesn't want to be so tense, distracted from the happiness that is right before him, his to grasp.
She returns the kiss enthusiastically, hands on his wrists, squeezing.
"I won't let you forget," she murmurs off his lips. He has family. He has love. He deserves rest.
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She returns the kiss enthusiastically, hands on his wrists, squeezing.
"I won't let you forget," she murmurs off his lips. He has family. He has love. He deserves rest.
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“I know you won’t,” he says, pressing his forehead to hers. “I’m going to make you happy.”
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"I'm very happy right now," she tells him. "You know how to fill my heart with butterflies."
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"It's always been there. I've known. I'm glad you're finally catching up," she teases.