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"How about we just stay like this?" Emery asked after a moment, kissing his jaw. |
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"I think that's a great idea," he hummed. |
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She smiled, cuddling back in. "Good, because I wasn't going to get up anyways." |
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Noah chuckled, squeezing her. |
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Emery loved the way he kept her close, keeping her arms around him as she felt his around her. |
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Noah kissing her head, burying his nose into her hair. |
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Emery nuzzled her head inbetween his shoulder and head, content. |
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Noah smiled, just cuddling. |
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Emery was content with where she was, staying there. |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
