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Q is for Quiet
It was quiet.
It was also three in the morning, so quiet seemed implied.
"Tell me somethin' Blondie," he said quietly.
They lay tangled together in bed, staring up at the ceiling as the moonlight slanted across it.
"What would you like to know?" she replied, just as softly.
"Ten things you love. No thinking, just off the top of your head."
Juliet chuckled against him and shifted a little. "My sister, Rachel, and my nephew Julian."
He squeezed her tighter and she cleared her throat. "Pancakes drowned in syrup and strawberries,"
"Watching the rain fall and the smell it leaves, that counts as one." She smiled against his shoulder.
"That's four, Sunshine,"
"Thunderstorms, strawberries, books, the colour green,"
"Still, even after all this time on the island?" he blurted out. He regretted it when she fell silent.
"Sorry,"
Juliet licked her lips. "Hugs, those hugs that completely envelop you and hold you really tightly."
He did that.
"One more,"
"You," she said simply. "Your turn," she continued before he could ruin the moment with his awkwardness (which she loved as well).
"Your eyes, the way your ears turn bright red when you're angry, that spot right between your neck and your shoulder-,"
"Not that you love about me," Juliet laughed, poking him.
He ignored her with a smile in his voice. "Your hands and soft skin, the way you laugh, the way you look when you're reading a book,"
"Seven, three more," she chuckled.
"Your voice, your touch,"
He looked down at her now. "You."
She grinned up at him and he grinned back.
They settled again in comfortable silence as a quiet rain began falling.
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