Ship It.

His lips curved, eyes dark and fond all at once. “A two day long nap.”

“And I’m awake now. Don’t waste it worrying.”

He dropped his voice, lips brushing the shell of my ear. “You’re impossible.”

“And you,” I said, leaning slightly into him, “love that about me.”

He didn’t argue.

Behind us, Nico clea...

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