(Pfft I wouldn't know. All the bruises cuts scrapes and scars I get I know where and it is usually from working on a motor vehicle xD)

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Ryker snorted. "Bruises don't just APPEAR." He pointed out. As she spoke he tilted his head slowly. "Well I'm glad I'm married to the best woman in the world." He commented before falling into thought. He wasn't STUPID, just naive, and he knew it, so he tried, very hard, to find the hidden message in her words. With his very polite brain, he didn't come to any conclusion within the next five minutes, but it was slowly coming to him. Slowly. Veeeerry slowly. He turned to glance at her, his gaze almost curious, like he was wondering if she was even thinking that. Or what that was. His brain pretty much took one look at the prospect and went *haha, nice April Fools Day prank, see ya* and went on vacation, while his heart had started performing for the gymnastics team and was doing flips inside his chest.

Lol love all the visuals!)

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Abby watched him as his eyes searcherd hers. She sat up, kissed him, then pulled him down with her when she laid back down. Did he get the memo now?

(No, literally just, *did he get the memo now? ^waits for him to think for a couple hundred more years^* xD. I actually have the intense urge to have him realize something and be like *ohh yeahhhh, we should fall asleep. Night* LOLL )

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Ryker reciprocated the kiss before getting pulled down onto the bed. Hmmmmmmmm. +No, not sleep. Something else. That other thing. Not sleep. Stop thinking that. You're not even tired, nitwit!+ he thought, finally, slowly, realizing. Now that was hard for him to process, and what he wanted to say probably wouldn't make sense. Although it helped that his heart had just won gymnastic Olympics. "Do you... really want to do that?" He finally whispered, a couple others lines bouncing through his head. +I'm supposed to take CARE of her what if SOMEHOW she gets hurt what if she didn't really mean it what if she gets upset later what if something happens that is remotely near not good!?!+ his brain freaked out, even though he knew what her answer would be. Probably anyway.

Lol Ryker is crazy)

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Abby fought the urge to sit up. "Do you..?" She was scared that his answer was no. There was a look of surprise in his eyes. She really didn't know what she wanted, but she though this would help. If he didn't want to, she wouldn't push him.

((Yessss he is. All part of the character xD)

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Ryker flopped back. "You didn't answer me." He half groaned jokingly, not being able to help it, as the decision had already been made for him. ".....I do." He leaned forward and kissed her gently. "I love you Abby."

When he kissed her, she leaned in, her arms wrapping over his bare shoulders. She didn't even care about his scars. "I love you too" she murmured before trapping the words in another kiss

Oops. Double post. Ignore)

Ryker brushed a strand of hair behind her ear before reciprocating the kiss, then trailing more down her neck. This was home. He knew he didn't ever have to worry about people again. Not with Abby by his side.

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(Are we skipping to the morning or..? Your call)

Yep lol))

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Abby laid in her bed. Asleep for the first time in forever. She was actually asleep. Restful sleep. She curled up against Rykers side, her head and arm over his chest, one leg over his. One eye peeked open... then the other. She glanced up at Ryker to see if he was asleep still or not. She smiled at her husband... HER husband. +wife... I'm his wife!+ the thought swirled in her mind like a whirlpool. She loved those words. +husband and wife+

Ryker, typical Ryker, was passed out, dead asleep. It wasn't that he was exhausted or anything, pfft no, not that he stayed up way too late either, naaahhhh, it was simply him. Aaaand that meant he didn't move an inch all night and was still snoozing restfully in the morning. As the morning stretched on he slowly brought himself out of his deep slumber, finally opening his eyes slightly, the sunlight shining through the shades seeming to mock him as it definitely tried to blind him. "Good mornin.." He mumbled, sounding as drowsy as he always was in the mornings.