Woo day off work in England - Monday is the new Sunday and therefore, you guys get an update.
Guest ~ Hanna's Dad... hmm, he appeared in a Christmas chapter and I think that kind of summed up his relationship with the family - there but not really there. I tried to make this as canon as possible (without stupid 6B) so I think he's pretty similar to how he is in the show
silencekatie ~ that is honestly so humbling and I feel so grateful that this has made you love writing
Guest ~ All you gotta do is ask and I'll post a GGGB preview.
A few of you mentioned how much you love Hanna/Logan... Imma try and write more of them for you guys. I seriously don't know if I'm more excited for you guys to get an update or read my GGGB preview at the end eeeeeeeek but for now enjoy below...
Thoughts of a Third
For some inane reason, Hanna had decided it was a great idea to make pizzas from scratch with Logan and Mila as a surprise for Caleb. With a birthday party to host the next day and knowing the mess her two kids could create, she was still debating whether it was a good or bad idea that was currently in motion in her usually immaculately kept kitchen.
The bad was evident… Her children were naked to save their clothes, but there was nothing to stop them covering her countertops, or cupboards in flour and tomato sauce. The good… well, it was taking her mind off the fact that her baby girl was turning two the next day and they were clearly having a lot of fun.
"Mama nakey!" Mila yelled as she stood on a kitchen chair, as naked as the day she was born with flour patches sprinkled over her skin.
Hanna laughed and tried to wipe her nose without getting flour all over it. "Mommy help," Logan squawked, also stood on a chair as he leant against the kitchen countertop with his little tush as declothed as his little sister's.
"You're doing great baby," Hanna stroked his bare back, "You don't need my help," She kissed the side of his head, "Keep rolling it, just like that."
"I'm strong," She heard him mutter to himself as he rolled out the pizza dough as best as he could.
"Pisa! Pisa!" Mila chanted as she poked a hole in the dough with her finger.
"Mimi no," Logan frowned, reaching over to grab her hand and stop her. "Stop!"
"No," Mila fought him, trying to wrestle her hand away so that she could go back to messing with the sticky thing in front of her. "No!"
"Hey, hey," Hanna stepped in and separated them. "Logi, focus on your pizza okay? Mimi can make her pizza how she wants to."
"Okay," He huffed, turning his attention back to the rolling pin in his hands. "I just wanted it to be perfect for Daddy," He muttered, tilting his head to the side as his little tongue poked out in concentration.
Hanna squeezed his waist and pressed kisses against the side of his head, "Daddy will think whatever you make him is perfect," She soothed him, running a hand through his hair. "What comes next on a pizza?" She asked him, making sure both him and Mila were okay before she made her way over to the fridge to pull out some tomato sauce.
"Tomato!" Logan shrieked, happier when he glanced over at Mila and noticed she was trying to roll her dough out again. "Good job," He leaned over and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, kissing her hair as he copied exactly what he witnessed his Mommy and Daddy do every day.
Hanna bit her lip and quickly took a picture of the two naked little butts next to each other, thanking her lucky stars, before she made her way back over with two spoons and a jar of tomato sauce. "Wow," She grinned, placing the sauce in the middle of them, "Are you both ready to put the sauce on?"
"Yes Mommy!" Logan cheered, reaching for a spoon to scoop some up and dollop it on his pizza base.
"Saus," Mila said, ignoring the spoon and dipping her finger straight into the liquid to give it a taste. "Mmm," She mumbled, sucking her finger clean.
Hanna didn't try to stop her and just grinned at her little girl, "Does it taste good?" She asked her, reaching for the spoon herself to put a dollop on Mila's pizza.
"I wanna try," Logan said, reaching out to stick his fingers straight into the pot as well.
"What does it taste like?" Hanna asked them, letting Mila take the spoon from her before she started to spread it out as best as she could.
"Spajetti," Logan replied, deciding that rather than using his spoon, he'd just scoop the sauce up with his hand and drop it onto the pizza before whizzing it round to the jagged edges with his fingertips.
"Spaghetti?" Hanna laughed, "What about tomato? Does it taste like that?" She asked him, reaching a hand across Mila's back to wipe a dollop of sauce off Logan's cheek.
"Yea," Logan nodded his head, fully concentrated on making sure the sauce covered every last bit of bare dough.
"Mama," Mila held her finger up for Hanna to try the sauce.
"Thank you," Hanna said, pretending to eat her finger, sending the toddler into a fit of giggles.
"Mommy can Evvy have some?" Logan asked.
Hanna glanced over her shoulder at the baby who was happily sleeping in her bouncer and smiled. "She can only have milk at the moment," She explained, grabbing a bowl of cheese she'd grated earlier and putting it in between them.
"Why?" The little boy asked, grabbing a handful of cheese and dumping it right in the middle of his pizza as Hanna hovered by his side.
"Because her tummy's too little to have anything else."
"And her mouth," Logan nodded in agreement, "One day she'll be big," He added, "But Daddy wants her small forever."
Hanna smiled and stroked his hair, "Did he say that to you?" She asked him, moving round to Mila's side to encourage her to put the cheese on the pizza, rather than just in her mouth.
Logan nodded again, biting his lip in concentration. He wanted this pizza to be the best thing his Daddy had ever eaten. "Daddy says if we stay small he can protect us."
Hanna sighed and smiled sadly – neither her nor Caleb ever wanted their children to have to go through any of the pain they'd had when they were growing up. "Daddy will protect you no matter how big or small you are," She murmured.
"I know," Logan agreed, sneaking some cheese into his mouth.
"You do, huh?"
"Daddy tells me."
"What does he say?" Hanna asked him, looking down as she helped Mila to finally put some cheese on her pizza.
Logan sighed as he assessed the pizza in front of him, "He says he was maked to go on da planet to protect Mommy and Logi and Mimi and Evvy."
Hanna paused and reached out to stroke his shoulder, "Daddy loves you so much."
"Cheese!" Mila grinned, shoveling some more between her lips. "Daddy cheese!"
"Daddy loves cheese too," Hanna agreed, patting her naked little bottom as she heard the front door open and close. "But on his pizza. Put a little bit more on here," She encouraged, gesturing at the dough as she heard footsteps coming down the hallway. She knew as soon as Caleb appeared, any interest in making dinner would be completely gone.
"This is why I love coming home."
Logan gasped excitedly, "Daddy!" He called as Caleb made his way over to them, squeezing Hanna's waist and stealing a gentle kiss before he turned his attention to the two naked little humans that were demanding his attention.
"Come here," He scooped Logan up and pressed a kiss against his forehead, completely uncaring of the sauce and cheese that would end up on his shirt, "Where are your clothes?" He asked him, his brow furrowed with a smile on his lips.
"We makin' pizza for da pizza party!"
"I knew they'd get messy," Hanna smiled, finishing off Mila's pizza.
"I can see that," He laughed, placing Logan back on the chair so that he could pick up Mila. "Is that why you've got sauce all around your mouth?" He asked her, tickling her naked belly and stealing a tomato-flavoured kiss.
"'Mato sauce!"
"We made you the bestest pizza ever Daddy," Logan said, reaching for his hand and tugging him over.
"Wow," Caleb gasped, "I can't wait to eat it."
"Cheeeeese," Mila called, reaching for the bowl on the countertop.
"Nuh uh," Hanna shook her head, putting the bowl back in the fridge, "If you have anymore you won't want dinner."
Mila pouted up at Caleb, "Mommy's right," He shook his head, "No more," He agreed, reaching out to brush his fingers through the back of Logan's hair as he adjusted the last bit of cheese on his pizza before deciding it was perfect and Hanna could take it away to be put in the oven. "What's the occasion?" Caleb asked as he watched her move around the kitchen like a pro. "I'm pretty sure her birthday's tomorrow."
"It's her last day of being one," Hanna pouted, moving towards him to steal Mila, "I want to cuddle in our jammies and eat pizza to take my mind off it."
Caleb pulled her into his arms, Mila wedged between them as he leant down to give her a tender kiss. "If it means I come home to you walking barefoot across the kitchen floor, I'm good with it," He murmured, running his hands into the back pockets of her jeans. "Although it would be better if you were naked too."
"They need a bath," Hanna tried to find a reason not to stand there and just kiss him.
"So do you," He whispered, nuzzling his nose against hers before ghosting his lips over the exact same spot to press a wet kiss where a pinch of flour had settled.
"Can Daddy do the bath?" Logan interrupted, tugging on Hanna's top and leaving a sauce-covered fingerprint behind.
"Of course he can," She replied, reaching a hand out to stroke his messy cheek.
"Let me say hi to Evvy first," Caleb said, running his hand through Logan's hair, "You go upstairs with Mommy before Mimi pees all over her and I'll come up in a minute."
"Mimi won't pee," Logan shrieked with laughter, taking Hanna's outstretched hand. "She's big now."
"She's almost big," Hanna reminded him, leading him down the hallway and up the stairs into the family bathroom where she promptly plonked Mila straight into the tub before turning the water on. She placed Logan in there too and poured in some bubbles before keeping an eye on them as she grabbed their towels from the cupboard and placed them on the radiator to warm up. "Mila, how old are you going to be tomorrow?" She asked her, moving back over to the bathtub and kneeling by the side as it filled up.
"She'll be two Mommy!" Logan said, moving his hands around to scoop up some bubbles.
"That's right," Hanna smiled, "You're gonna be two," She grinned, stroking Mila's chin before holding up two fingers.
"Two," Mila said, reaching out to grab Hanna's hand.
"Mommy how old am I?" Logan asked as Hanna reached a hand out to grab a washcloth.
"How old do you think you are?" She replied, passing Mila a toy to play with as she started to wipe her face.
"Two," Logan pretended, pushing a plastic boat around in the water.
"You're not two silly," Hanna said, tickling his belly as Caleb walked in. "Count with me," She added, counting to four with him out loud. "Babe, can you just finish off whilst I grab their pajamas?"
"Sure," He agreed, holding his hand out to help Hanna up, "Evvy's still asleep," He added, taking Hanna's place as she disappeared out of the bathroom. "Was making pizza with Mommy fun?" He asked Logan and Mila as they splashed around in the water.
Logan nodded, "We had to take our clothes off," He covered his mouth with his hands and giggled.
"Nakey," Mila squealed as Caleb tackled Logan's face with a washcloth.
"That's right, you were naked," Caleb laughed with her, standing up to grab their towels once he was satisfied they were clean. "You first Lo," He said, reaching in to pull him out of the water.
"But I want to play," He pouted as Caleb wrapped a towel around him tightly.
"Don't you want pizza?" Hanna asked as she reappeared with their pajamas in hand. "And Daddy might let you pick out a movie."
"Mama me," Mila called, holding her arms up for her. "Me!"
"Come here," Hanna grinned, lifting her up and cuddling her close, pulling the little hood up on her towel to make sure she was dry. "I don't want you to get any bigger," She pouted, kissing her face before reaching for her pull-ups.
"No," Mila shook her head, "No Mama."
"You don't want your pull-ups?" Hanna tried again.
"She could try without them tonight?" Caleb suggested, fluffing up a fully clothed Logan's hair. "She's been dry the past few mornings."
"I'm not ready for this," Hanna murmured, disappearing off to go and grab a pair of Mila's tiny underwear for her to wear instead. "Okay, big girl," She agreed when she came back in, "No pull-ups tonight," She said, helping her into panties before grabbing her baby pink pajamas as the timer on her phone went off.
"Pizza!" Logan jumped up and down excitedly as Hanna wrangled with Mila to pull her pajamas on.
"Never doubted that you raised him, baby," Caleb laughed, scooping Mila up as they made their way back downstairs. Hanna headed straight for Everly as she started to whimper whilst Caleb grabbed the pizzas from the oven and encouraged Mila and Logan to sit at the table. "She okay?" He asked Hanna as she joined them and placed Everly's bouncer on the tabletop.
"Yeah," Hanna smiled, "She just didn't wanna miss out on our pizza party," She said, stroking her cheek before she sat down and grabbed a slice. "And she's waking up and probably wants food," She admitted before taking a bite.
"Daddy is it good?" Logan asked, staring up at him expectantly.
"So good," Caleb said, "The best pizza I've ever had," He added, scrunching his hair up.
"Momma?"
"Mmm," Hanna took another bite, "It's so yummy. What's your special ingredient?
"Love," The little boy said with so much conviction anybody would believe him.
"We're raising a hippie," Caleb remarked as Everly started to cry again in her bouncer.
"Mimi, what's your special ingredient?" Hanna asked over the noise as she stood and pulled the baby into her arms before sitting back down and letting her feed.
"Love," The toddler echoed her older brother before shoving some more pizza into her mouth.
"Correction," Caleb grinned, "We're raising two hippies."
Hanna rubbed Everly's foot tenderly as she settled in her arms and made the cutest suckling noises and coos. She looked across at smiled at Caleb as she picked up another slice of pizza with her free hand, "Correction, we're raising three."
"I'm not ready," Hanna moaned as she stood in her kitchen the next day and watched Mila run around in her princess dress and birthday tiara, being chased by Logan. "I don't want to host a party."
"Babe, they're our friends, not a bunch of drunk horny teenagers."
Hanna frowned at Caleb as he lay on the floor with Everly, playing with the toys that were hanging above them on the play mat. "When Alison has a drink, I don't see a difference."
"Ha-ha," Caleb rolled his eyes, "It's your duty as birthday Mama to host a party," He argued, kissing Everly's head as she kicked her legs and waved her arms around.
"And what about birthday Daddy?"
"I just get to help her ride her new b-i-k-e."
Just as Hanna was about to respond, the doorbell rang and cut her off, "Mila," She called, "Shall we go greet our first guest?" She asked, holding her hand out for Mila to take as she came running over.
"I princess," She said, happily skipping alongside Hanna.
"You are," Hanna agreed, opening up the door for Mila to peep her head around.
Hanna heard a gasp and then a little squeal before, "Grandad!" escaped Mila's lips.
"Hey Princess," Ted scooped her up and kissed her forehead before letting her lean across to give Ashley a hug too.
"Hey guys," Hanna smiled, opening the door up wider to let them all in.
"Hey honey," Ashley greeted her with a hug. Ted gave her a wave before he was being ordered down the hallway by Mila, much to Ashley and Hanna's amusement.
"What the hell is in that bag?" Hanna asked as she took in a rather large bag, filled to the brim with pink-wrapped presents.
"It's her birthday," Ashley defended herself, "Can we not spoil our granddaughter?"
"See, last year you would have said only granddaughter," Hanna pointed out as she led her towards the living room and kitchen, "But I deliberately pushed out a baby two months ago to take your spoiling rights away."
"You could have another ten honey," Ashley squeezed her daughter's shoulder, "We're still gonna spoil them," She added, sitting herself down on the sofa to be greeted by hugs and kisses from Logan.
Hanna tried to be annoyed, but with the way she knew her Mom and Ted doted on all of their grandchildren, she couldn't be. "Mila," Ted gasped, "Come look at this special present Grammy and Grandad got you for your birthday," He encouraged, sitting down next to Ashley before handing Mila the present that was at the top of the bag.
Caleb pulled himself out from the play mat and picked Everly up, perching on the coffee table next to Hanna so that they could all watch Mila open up a present. "Rip it baby," Hanna encouraged her as the toddler struggled to tear into the wrapping paper. "Here," Hanna helped her, opening up a corner for her to rip into.
Mila gasped, "Princess!" She shrieked, pulling out a wand with a star on the end.
"It's a princess wand," Hanna cheered as Mila started to twirl around on the spot with her wand in the air. "What do you say to Grammy and Grandad?"
"Tank you," The little girl said, still spinning around.
"I think this might be the best day of her life," Caleb laughed, bouncing Everly in his arms before he kissed her ear.
"Can I steal her?" Ashley pouted, holding her arms out for her newest grandbaby.
Hanna ran a hand along Caleb's shoulders, letting it rest at the base of his neck, "He hates giving her up," She grinned.
"Usually I don't get her back," He muttered, pressing a final kiss against the baby's hair before handing her over to Ashley.
The doorbell went again and Hanna grabbed Mila by the waist and started to tickle her as she carried her to the front door. "Who is it?" Hanna asked her, opening the door up again for Mila to stick her head round.
"Aunty Emmy!" She shrieked, "Look," She started twirling around, waving her wand in the air, "I princess!"
"Come here," Emily growled playfully, scooping her up and spinning her around in her arms, "Happy Birthday my beautiful goddaughter," She kissed her cheek, "When did you get so big?"
"Can we not," Hanna started, letting Alison in too. "She went a whole night in her big girl pants with no accidents. I should be happy about it, but I want to cry."
"Isn't this why you just keep having more babies though?" Alison countered, linking arms with Hanna as they followed Emily and a squealing Mila.
"Well yeah," Hanna conceded, "But Evvy's our last one."
"You say that now," Alison smirked, "Caleb is like a hotdog looking for a bun," She said, diverting them to the kitchen to get drinks. "Always sticking it in."
"I'm sorry?" Hanna frowned at her, "I'm pretty sure I let him stick it in."
"All it takes is one time without a condom and here comes number four."
Hanna shot her a look, "We don't even use condoms," She rolled her eyes, "What do you think we are? In the tenth grade? Besides, they're expensive."
"Why are you guys talking about condoms?" Caleb asked as he walked over to them, standing behind Hanna and stroking his hands up and down her arms.
"Like I said," Alison looked at her pointedly, "Make sure you butter the bread," She said before disappearing off to go and shower Mila with attention.
"What the hell is she talking about?" Caleb asked Hanna again, wrapping an arm around her waist.
Hanna sighed, "Just Alison making some weird analogy between our sex life and a hot dog."
"What does butter have to do with it?"
"I think she's trying to say, use a condom."
Caleb leant against the kitchen counter and pulled her in front of him, still frowning as he tried to make sense of the conversation he'd walked into. "But it doesn't make sense. The butter would be the lube…"
"It's Ali," Hanna shrugged defensively, "Nothing makes sense."
Caleb gripped her hips as she stood in between his legs with her arms crossed, "What is wrong with you?" He asked, not letting her move.
"Ali's just winding me up," She muttered, collapsing forward against his chest and burying her face against his neck.
"Just ignore her," He whispered, pressing his lips against her brow. "What's she saying anyway?"
"It doesn't matter," Hanna shrugged again.
Caleb rolled his eyes as she tried to pull away from him, "It clearly does if it's made you this upset."
"I just don't want Mila to grow up," She said sadly. "I mean, she said no to her pull-ups for god's sake."
"Babe," Caleb finally smiled, "There's a reason we had a third child together." Hanna looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to continue, "I wasn't ready to deal with all this empty-nest-growing-up-whining-pouting right now."
Hanna slapped his arm but couldn't fight a smile, "I'm not pouting."
"Really?" Caleb raised his eyebrows.
"And besides," Hanna toyed with the buttons on the front of his shirt, "I thought we had another baby because we love each other and wanted to create another life together."
Caleb tilted his head from side to side, as if he was weighing up the equation, "I guess…"
Hanna gave him a pointed look, "You guess?"
"I mean," He pressed a kiss against her lips, "We had another baby because there is nothing that means more to me, than creating a life together," His lips left hers and deviated down her jawline as his hands ran to her butt and groped subtly, "And yes," He whispered in her ear, "That is a double entendre."
Hanna sighed, wrapping her arms around his neck, "You sound sexy when you use big words," She said, looking up at him through her big thick lashes.
"Hey! Hotdogs!" Alison yelled, interrupting them, "Come over here, the birthday princess wants to parade for us."
"I think you mean horn dogs," Emily frowned, bouncing Everly in her arms having stolen her from Ashley.
"No," Hanna rolled her eyes, "She means hotdogs," She said, taking a seat on the sofa before pulling Logan onto her lap.
"Mommy, you're not a hotdog," Logan said, thoroughly confused.
"Nobody's a hotdog," She agreed, squeezing his waist as Mila started to walk in front of everyone with her head held high and her new wand in hand.
"But Mimi's a princess."
"Today, yes," Hanna nodded, budging up for Caleb to sit next to them, "Mimi is a birthday princess."
"Happy birthday to Mila, happy birthday to you," Everybody sang as Mila sat anxiously in front of a Disney princess cake, itching to stick her hand into the icing and take a chunk.
"Blow it out," Hanna encouraged her.
"Mimi, blow," Logan added, stood at her side and looking equally as impatient to get his hands on some cake.
"Help her Lo," Caleb said, lifting the four-year-old up to hover near the cake as Mila finally got the message and blew out her candles with Logan.
"Cake!" Mila squealed before she slammed her hand straight into the side and grabbed as much as she could.
"Oh my god," Spencer laughed as Mila tried to fit her whole hand into her mouth.
"There's no doubting her parentage," Aria smiled, squeezing Hanna's waist reassuringly.
"She's in heaven," Hanna said, holding her phone steady to take a video of her little girl as she licked the icing off her fingers.
"Mama!" Mila called, holding her hand up for Hanna to try some cake.
"Thank you," Hanna grinned, moving forward to suck some icing off her finger. "That's so yummy isn't it?" Mila nodded and was happy when Ashley placed a small slice down in front of her. She'd clearly felt it necessary to step in and save the rest of the cake for all the guests before Mila destroyed it with her bare hands. "And your own piece from Grammy," Hanna smiled, "You're such a lucky girl."
"Princess," Mila reached for the slice and brought a handful of sponge cake to her lips.
"You are," Hanna agreed, picking her up so that she could take the little girl's seat and sit her on her lap instead, "You're a princess."
"Mommy, can I have some?" Logan asked, trying to climb up to sit on Hanna's lap too.
"If you ask Grammy really nicely," She whispered, helping him up.
"Grammy, please can I have some?" His manners were rewarded with a slice that Hanna thought was a little on the large side for someone of Logan's size, but she relented and chose not to say anything.
"Han," Emily moved over to them with Everly in her arms, "Take number three and I'll take a picture of you guys."
"Lo, can you hold Evvy really tightly?" Hanna asked. He nodded and smiled when Everly was placed on his lap before he immediately wrapped her up tightly in his arms. "Good job," She kissed his hair, keeping one hand on Everly's chest to keep her safe.
"Smile," Emily encouraged them.
Logan craned his head over Everly's, "She's smilin'!" He called, kissing her cheek, "Keep smilin' Evvy this is a family picture," He added sweetly, looking up at the camera.
"Where's Daddy?" Hanna asked. It was a family picture, but it would be complete with Caleb.
"I'm here," Caleb stepped in and took Mila from Hanna, encouraging her to move over so that he could perch on the edge of the chair with her.
"Is she still smiling?" Hanna asked Logan, shifting him over on her lap so she had a better grip on the two of them. Logan tilted his head again and tried to blow a raspberry against her cheek, copying exactly what he'd seen Caleb do time and time again.
"She is definitely smiling," Emily laughed, snapping away as Caleb moved his arm to rest around the back of Hanna's shoulders.
"My perfect grandbabies, look at you," Ashley sniffled, pulling her own phone out to take some pictures. Sure enough, it soon felt like everybody had their camera out trying to get a piece of the action.
"I love you Evvy," Logan said, making hearts around the room swoon at the tender moment between brother and sister.
"Ev-ee," Mila called, reaching a pink-icing-covered hand out to hook around the baby's belly too.
Hanna watched them interact and sighed happily, running her free hand through Mila's blonde curls. "You know Han," Caleb started, pulling her shoulders tighter against his chest, "I take it all back."
"What?" Hanna asked him contently, letting her hand run from Mila's hair to his thigh, where she squeezed reassuringly.
He nodded at the kids on their laps, who were creating such a perfect picture that nobody wanted to interrupt, but wanted to capture forever. "This right here is why we had a third."
I hope you guys all enjoyed that?
Now GGGB... I'm kind of nervous to post this little preview, but also super excited at the same time because I think Haleb have the potential to be SO. HOT. Note this isn't from Chapter 1 and it may change as I edit, but it gives you a pretty good vibe of where the story is headed. I reaaaaaaally hope this gets you all excited for it...
Caleb grinned at her. He didn't think he'd ever seen anybody so adorable, sat there in a light pink bandage dress that seemed to cling to every one of her delicious curves, smoking a joint for the first time. "Are you laughing at me?" She asked as he moved closed to her.
"He doesn't know what he's got," Caleb muttered under his breath before running his hands through his hair and turning to look at her, "You wanna learn how to smoke it properly?" He asked, waiting for her to nod before swooping in.
Her breath caught in her throat when he placed a hand on her stomach, "Exhale," He instructed her, "Now breathe it in through your stomach," He guided her, watching as she placed the joint back against her lips and did as she was told, "And hold it in your mouth for a few seconds," He said, "There you go," He added as she exhaled again before removing his hand.
She stared at it in her hands before bringing it back to her lips and taking another hit. "Don't tell anyone," She said, handing him his spliff back.
He grinned at her, "Your first time and you've already perfected puff puff pass," He shook his head wryly before taking a drag and staring out into the forest. "You don't need to do it," He said as they sat there in the dead of the night. She didn't respond, just looked down at the scars on her knuckles as the silence surrounded them. "You're so fucking gorgeous Han," Something inside of him compelled him to say it.
She was taken aback.
Her heart clenched for some unknown reason and she had no idea how to respond.
So she opened her mouth and said the most stupid thing possible, "My friends call me Han."
He laughed again at her for the second time that week and for some reason she found herself laughing with him. "I guess that means we're friends then."
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