At least, he tries very hard to stifle it, but fails miserably. After allowing himself a hearty snicker, he runs his hands up and down her arms. "I'm sorry, love. I'm sorry. It's just..."
He can't stop laughing. It's anxiety and joy and shock all rolled into one moment, capped off by her little French "fuck!"
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At least, he tries very hard to stifle it, but fails miserably. After allowing himself a hearty snicker, he runs his hands up and down her arms. "I'm sorry, love. I'm sorry. It's just..."
He can't stop laughing. It's anxiety and joy and shock all rolled into one moment, capped off by her little French "fuck!"
And it's all just as it's supposed to be.
"I very much adore you."