[The effort was all for her. No one else has ever witnessed such a performance from him.
Once they've reached their floor, it's on down the hall and into their room. The honeymoon suite is hardly impressive compared to the beach house, as Jesse predicted. But it is wonderfully kitsch and garish.]
[Without further ado, he scoops Skye up into a princess carry. Which is... harder than it looks, for someone as scrawny as Jesse. But he'll manage, with wobbly steps.]
[Lies. He is lying. Skye is solid muscle and Jesse is a twig. He won't drop her, though. Only once they've reached the bed does he begin to lower her... onto the mattress. And immediately half-climbing on top of her.]
[With a whiny grunt, he rolls off of her and onto his feet. Fine, fine. He marches across the room to shut the door, then marches all the way back to flop on top of her again.]
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I totally wusses out on doing the accent, but, yours made up for it.
[Skye likes walking and yet not really putting any effort into it. Even if that means Jesse has all her weight on him.]
That was the most entertaining thing I've seen weeks. I can see why you like doing it.
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[The effort was all for her. No one else has ever witnessed such a performance from him.
Once they've reached their floor, it's on down the hall and into their room. The honeymoon suite is hardly impressive compared to the beach house, as Jesse predicted. But it is wonderfully kitsch and garish.]
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Uh, aren't you forgetting something?
[She gives him barely a second to guess what she means before she speaks up again.]
You've got to carry your bride over the threshold.
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[Without further ado, he scoops Skye up into a princess carry. Which is... harder than it looks, for someone as scrawny as Jesse. But he'll manage, with wobbly steps.]
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I don't weigh that much, do I?
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[Lies. He is lying. Skye is solid muscle and Jesse is a twig. He won't drop her, though. Only once they've reached the bed does he begin to lower her... onto the mattress. And immediately half-climbing on top of her.]
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Hello, Mr. Bond.
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Mrs. Belinda Bond.
[Easing in to brush a light kiss to her lips.]
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Although she just realized something.]
Did you close the door?
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[Because he doesn't particularly care.]
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['Everyone'. This place seemed rather deserted.]
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[Why move when he's perfectly comfortable on top of her?]
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If you won't close it I will.
[No she won't. Right now the mere thought of moving more than she had to was exhausting.]
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Screeching quietly when he fell back on top of her, Skye held her hands in front of her face out of instinct before pulling them away to look at him.]
Was that so hard?
[She can be a little shit when she wants to be.]
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[She left that wide open.]
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[And yet it still gets a laugh out of her.]
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[He ducks down to nibble playfully at the crook of her neck.]
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Is this what you meant by never staying the night?
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You just take your victims to this unsuspecting place and suck them dry.
[Yes. She's calling him a vampire.]
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You got it wrong. I'm the one who's always bleeding for other people.
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No. I'm pretty sure you're a vampire. Seducing me with your Wisconsin accent.
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I had no idea you were so into it, my little cheesecake.
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[Because clearly that's what he wants to hear right now.]
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