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Kvothe smiles, gently stroking her hair. "Don't worry. I'll wake you. If you don't wake up, I'll jsut carry you to the hotel" he tells her. "I love you too, my one and only angel" he says, kissing her lips again.
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She snuggled into his side after returning his kiss for a long while. She quickly fell asleep, but with the jolt of the wheels hitting the tarmac, she jumped awake, scared and crying. "S-sorry. I had a dream something was w-wrong with Speed, s-so we had to put her down. I'm sorry if I s-scared you." She stopped crying soon after her sentence. She kissed him.
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"What time is it? When will we be at the hotel? Also, are we an official couple now? Or...?"
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When they landed, Kvothe held her hand near the plane. He gave it a gentle kiss. He then looked at her eyes. "Will you be my girlfriend?" He asks, turning to look at her with eyes full of adoration.
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"Yes." She said with the most passion she could ever muster up. "Yes, of course. I love you." She kissed him again and again until she was tired. "Yes, of course." She repeated herself multiple times. When she pulled away, she hugged him. With a sigh, she said "Now, can we go to the hotel? I'm exhausted." She let him go, but took his hand. She wove her fingers through his, emphasizeing her love for him. As they exitted the plane, she said, "Good lord! It's freezing!" She followed him toward the car with the chaufer holding the door open. "Good evening, sir." The chaufer said to Kvothe. Delilah smiled at the chaufer as she got in the car. She wrapped her arms around him once more as he got in and buckled. She decided to lay her head on his lap for the ride. She traced the seams of his jeans back and forth, waiting to arrive at the hotel.
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Kvothe smiles. "You're so perfect" he says hugging her. "I love you too my angel" he says. He nods, "let's go to the hotel. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow" he tells her, leading her towards the car. He slips off his jacket and puts it on her shoulders. "Warmer now?" He asks. He holds her gently as she rests her head on his lap. When they got there, the chauffeur opened the door and Kvothe got out. He offered Delilah his hand to help her out of the car.
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"Um, no thank you." Delilah says to the chaufer, huddling closer to Kvothe. She yawns, warm from his coat. Kvothe checks them both into a large buisness suite, and the two go up the elevator, and down a hall that leads to a large room. Number 209. Gotta remember that. She thought, walking through the door he had just unlocked. Delilah looked around the large room, taking it all in. (The room reference) She looks at the chandaleer and the view of the city. "What was this trip all about?" She asks Kvothe, "I mean, thank you for taking me, but why would you need to take me away? Are you so ready to move in with me already?" She chuckles, walking back over to her one and only. She kisses his chin, going on her tippy-toes to reach. "C'mon, let's go to bed." She helps him put everything away, before going over to the dresser and pulling out some of the same shorts from a couple nights ago and a t-shirt. I hope he doesn't mind... She changes right there, in the middle of the bedroom, hoping he won't care about her indecensy. She was quick about it, hoping to not make him uncomfortable about it. She flops onto the bed and slowly crawls under the sheets. She snuggles up with him, putting her leg on his. "I love you." She says. Then, she gave way to the darkness of sleep.
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Kvothe smiles, "I told you how I am from England right? I wanted to take you here to experience it yourself... and to have fun so that we can make our own memories here too" he says. "But I wouldn't mind moving in with you either" he says smiling. "I just was unsure if you'd be uncomfortable with that" he adds. He averts his eyes while she was changing, out of respect, unsure if she'd be okay with him looking. He then changed himself, putting on his pajamas. He then held her until she fell asleep. The next morning Kvothe woke up before Delilah. He was already dressed and checking to see if the next surprise he had was ready.
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Kvotge got the message that his surprise was indeed ready. He smiled. He just needed to wait for Delilah to wake up.
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Delilah woke up in his arms. She smiled and kissed him. "Good morning." She said, "What's on the agenda today?" She quickly got dressed in jean shorts and a t-shirt again.
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