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Sage hummed softly. "A little," he admitted. "But as long as I have you here with me it's not so bad," he added |
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"Yeah." She agreed, looking up at him. |
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He smiled over at her and nodded, kissing her head lightly. |
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Amira got up and got dressed, snatching one of his shirts and grabbing her pair of shorts she loved beore snuggling up against Sage again |
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Sage got dressed too and then curled back up with her when she came back |
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Amira sighed, now tired again. She tucked her head onto Sage's chest. |
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Sage was just happy to lay there and hold her, fingers running through her hair happily. |
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She traced the muscles on his chest absentmidedly |
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Sage smiled when he felt her touch, just glad to have found someone like her |
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Amira laid there with Sage, more peaceful than ever. She sighed, exhausted still. She kept tracing the same muscles over and over until she began to drift off |
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