Beautiful dork. Taking a deep breath, I settle myself down beside him, against him, on him… I let my head rest against his broad shoulder, and he questions nothing as his arm circles my waist, settling his hand at my hip. He rubs my hip bone with his thumb before shifting me closer and turning his face against my hair. I let my arm drape across his chest, hugging him. “Levi?” I murmur. “Hm?” “Do you think… Would it be all right to ask you for a more permanent writing position of some sort, once the book is done?” He changes from thumb to index finger and begins drawing circles into me. My
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