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Remy smiled. "We should ask Rosalie about next week, soon," he whispered.
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Sage felt his cheeks grow warm when Remy mentioned next week, but nodded with a grin. "We can stop by in the next day or two," he murmured. "Gives us plenty of time to get ready. We can hunt enough for the week so we don't even have to leave home, yeah," he mused lightly.
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Remy grinned, "Thank you for doing this for me," he whispered.
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Sage hummed softly and pecked his cheek. "I'll do anything for you, you know that," he noted fondly. Then his grin turned more mischevious. "Besides, a week with you like that doesn't exactly sound like a bad thing," he added.
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Sage felt his grin growing as remys cheeks turned reb, squeezing him gently. "We can check with Rosalie tomorrow morning," he mused. "And then drop it off that afternoon or the morning after," he added lightly.
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Remy nodded, "Okay, thank you," he whispered.
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Sage nodded, pecking Remys cheek again. "Of course," he hummed.
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Remy blushed with a smile. It was so sweet of him to do this, especially since Remy was so used to spending spring alone and depressed.
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Sage had moved on to grab ivy, since it was nearing bed time for her. He just worked at settling her down so she's fall asleep soon.
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