Chapter Title: (107) Are You Seriously About To Strip In The Middle Of The Woods-02
Marley spared him a small smile. He shook his head as he watched it, still cradling her cheeks as if she were made of glass. Strands of his silky hair fell over his forehead. It was getting longer. "And just like that," he breathed out, tracing her jaw with the pad of his thumb, eyes deadlocked on her lips, "it all goes away."
His words were a thoughtful, cryptic murmur while Marley lifted her own hand to brush away his hair from his forehead. He pulled her in by the small of her back. "Your hair is getting longer," she noted. "You want me to me to get it cut?" He questioned, bending to press his nose in the crook of her neck. Marley felt her smile grow at a new idea. She continued to brush through the strands, "What if...what if I learned how?"
His small chuckle brushed across her shoulder, "If I say no you're going to keep asking."
"Yes," she confirmed. "And you're going to be all cute so I can't resist."
"Precisely."
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