He is seated, waiting for her across the room--she walks over and comes to stand in front of him. Without rising, he envelops her, reaching around her waist and extending up her back, his head coming to rest on her breast. She leans to wrap her arms around his neck and shoulders in return, her fingers tangling themselves in his hair. When he speaks, his voice is muffled into the fabric of her shirt, but she hears him.
"Promise me something."
"What?"
"Promise you'll never leave me."
"I'll never leave you."
He exhales. She breathes him in.
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