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Her husband is stupid, Lucy concludes while in the bath.

She read that book of Mary's, she thinks as she gets out and dries and dresses again, and she could tell he was enjoying it and he got all upset just because she happens to think Lilly Kane is pretty and fun to flirt with and then he had to go and be stupid, and by go she means not be with her, dammit.

And she just finished her last chocolate bar, too.

Dammit dammit dammit.

None of it's fair, and he's not here and she should just go to her room. She should. That would show him. Or she could go snog Lilly. She'd at least get snogged without stupid talking then.

She really wants him to come home, though.

Dammit.

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"There's lots," she laughs, softly and against his neck as she settles against him. "Not really good enough for you. But I'm selfish and don't want to lose you anyway."

And then he kisses her, and she relaxes more in his arms and kisses back just as softly.

"Never will," he murmurs, against her lips, and smiles.

"Have your name now, remember? Means I'm always yours, no matter what."

"Mmm."

And it makes her smile back and she whispers, "Forever and always. Shan't let you go. And in the morning I'm taking advantage of that and seeing how long I can make you squirm in this bed."

Lucy kisses him again, softly, after saying that and moves her head to press her face into the crook of his neck again.

"That's a challenge?" he asks, grinning, but it's a tired grin all the same. He tucks her into his side and closes his eyes, sighing.

It's been a long day.

"No, a promise," she sighs and her skin has the almost-itchy feeling of sweat dried on it, but she doesn't care.

She pulls away, firmly, for a moment--enough to get a quilt from the foot of the bed and tiredly spreads it out before pulling it over them, leaning into his side again.

Because she loves him, and it will be colder, even here, as the night goes on.

"Just wait til the morning and you'll see."

"Till the morning," he yawns, and helps her spread the quilt over them.

It isn't long before he drifts off to sleep, with Lucy breathing evenly beside him.

And it turns out, in the morning, that it was a promise, after all.

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