Cassandra twines her arms around him as he picks her up, swallowing a low groan. “Bed sounds... perfect.” As he carries her, she reaches up and cradles his cheek with her hand. “Thank you,” she murmurs softly. “For coming.” It’s such a silly little thing, but she wants him to know that she does appreciate it. That she appreciates him.
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Date: 2020-01-17 10:42 am (UTC)