At the bottom, Seb pulled me close for one more lingering kiss that made my toes curl against the carpet. “Perhaps we should face Felix first.” “No, definitely hot chocolate first,” I insisted. “I need fortification before dealing with that particular horror.” As if summoned by his name, Felix’s voice crackled through the ancient intercom system. “I can hear you, you know. And yes, hot chocolate first. I need time to bleach my brain, anyway.” I buried my face in Seb’s shoulder, caught between embarrassment and uncontrollable giggles. “Sorry, Felix!” “No you’re not,” came the dry response.
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