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Marian Hawke ([personal profile] unyieldingly) wrote in [community profile] museboxings 2013-04-05 01:25 am (UTC)

pfffft don't be sorry

She caught sight of the pink in his ears and tried her best not to smile. It was a useless endeavor and she might have saved herself the trouble, as he didn't bother to remark on it or even tell her to disregard it. Instead, he took her hand, and her smile softened. "Of course."

If she dwelt on it now, she'd realize it was wise of her to tell Bodahn and his son to retire. It would have drawn too much attention to the two of them if she was leading him through her house, regardless of where they ended up.

As it stood, she hardly paid it any mind. He wanted to stay. That was what mattered. She tugged him gently just past the door and to the living room, where it was warmer with the fire going. Her dog was resting in front of the fireplace and he perked his head up when he saw them, but did little else. Hawke lifted a finger to her lips to urge him to keep quiet.

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