Everything is sweet and warm and open, and the feeling that swells up in her chest is almost too much.
But she doesn't care, because she's here with Peter, and she wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
She slides her hand around to cup his jaw as she looks up into his face. That smile – the vulnerable, loving curl of her lips that only Peter gets to see – doesn't budge as she sweeps her thumb over his cheek. ]
I know.
[ And she does. She trusts that he loves her more than she trusts almost anything else in her life.
She tugs him down for another slow kiss, ever so gently grazing her teeth over his lip. ]
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Everything is sweet and warm and open, and the feeling that swells up in her chest is almost too much.
But she doesn't care, because she's here with Peter, and she wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
She slides her hand around to cup his jaw as she looks up into his face. That smile – the vulnerable, loving curl of her lips that only Peter gets to see – doesn't budge as she sweeps her thumb over his cheek. ]
I know.
[ And she does. She trusts that he loves her more than she trusts almost anything else in her life.
She tugs him down for another slow kiss, ever so gently grazing her teeth over his lip. ]
Roll over, Peter.