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Emma appreciating
the little things with Killian. I listened to that new John Legend song on
repeat, whoops. 

I don’t know who’s
gonna kiss you when I’m gone
So I’m gonna love
you now, like it’s all I have
I know it’ll kill
me when it’s over
I don’t wanna think
about it, I want you to love me now 

There’s a spot just above his hip – a smattering of
freckles that she likes to trace her fingers over when she’s curled around him
in their bed. She imagines she can feel them worked into his skin, little
pinpricks beneath the pads of her fingers, her magic curling in her palms as
she moves her hand back and forth above him. He laughs when she does it – a soft
huff through his nose more than anything – contented smile curling the corners
of his mouth as he peers down at her in delight. 

But when she moves to trace them with her tongue, nosing
at the soft skin of her hip as she slides down – he doesn’t laugh then. 

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