I see that smile...
Am I not allowed to be proud of myself?
No, I’m just teasing. You should be.
Come back...
It’s cold, give me a sec.
I thought I was supposed to keep you warm...
Stop.
What?
Making me blush...
I like that I can do that too...
Yes, you can, just don't let your ego get too big.
Come back to bed.
I am, Mr. Needy, give me a sec.
I'm not needy. It's late and I sleep better with you close.
Me too.
You always smell so good...
It’s nothing fancy, just some incensy body spray, just smells clean to me.
Maybe that’s why I like it so much, simple, clean, you...
Can we just pause everything? Never let this end?
I’m sure there’s some sort of Ancient machine that can do that.
You wouldn’t though, even if you knew of one.
For you I might...
Don't say that.
I never thought this was possible. Feeling like this, any of this.
I didn't either.
We'd better sleep, I have at least three meetings tomorrow.
Four, one added late, so four.
Here after work then?
My place, you're out of red wine. And my bed is bigger.
I can buy more wine and do you realize how awful that second comment sounds?
I mean because now that you don't worry about throwing a leg over on me, I've learned you tend to spread, just like on your desk.
I do not.
Yes, you do. And I love it. Especially the leg part.
Leg it is. Goodnight Ad.
Goodnight Indy.
I love you.
I love you too.
I cannot tell how much love I have for this.
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