The atmosphere held a soft silence.
He laid his head on her lap--like he always did--and contentment flooded into her.
She would have been happy with the silence; She hadn't thought twice about it . . .
But he gave her something better:
"I love you," he breathed, barely above a whisper.
And they filled with warmth, then. Right down to their bones.
He laid his head on her lap--like he always did--and contentment flooded into her.
She would have been happy with the silence; She hadn't thought twice about it . . .
But he gave her something better:
"I love you," he breathed, barely above a whisper.
And they filled with warmth, then. Right down to their bones.
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