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"Hm, don't recall it but good." He chirped. |
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She just nodded, yawning and falling asleep |
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Caden had already drifted off, her hands in his hair finishing him. |
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Rose woke the next morning, yawning and watching him with a soft smile. SHe continued running her hand through his hair like the night before |
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Caden stirred, his eyes fluttering open to the sight of her. A grin crept onto his face, his voice low and accented. "Morning," He greeted. |
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"How'd you sleep?" He murmured, curling into her. |
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He chuckled quietly, adjusting his arm around her waist. |
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Clear with Temps dropping into the Teens
