Whispers

 
 

laughs

He tickles her breathless just to hear her laugh.

It's especially effective after she's been huffing about his irksome personal habits, like leaving dirty clothes on the floor (to watch her bend over to pick them up, blowing that pretty white strand of hair out of her flashing green eyes), like smoking inside (to watch her hurry to open the window against his shoulder—gets her near him, non?), and like snatching the remote and holding it hostage (always good for a tussle).

"You do that on purpose, don't you?" she accuses, once the laughter has settled.

Remy just laughs.

 


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