[she ought never to make suggestions to him, not if she can help it. He takes them, and she's long given up any pretence about being able to refuse him much of anything.
Does he know how much she loves him? The terrible unthinkable things, the forgiving wilful things, that she would do for him? Isn't sure she ever wants him to know, wants to tell him everyday. ]
That depends of course, [ plays coy, biting at her lip as she looks over him. ] what will I be getting from this arrangement?
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Does he know how much she loves him? The terrible unthinkable things, the forgiving wilful things, that she would do for him? Isn't sure she ever wants him to know, wants to tell him everyday. ]
That depends of course, [ plays coy, biting at her lip as she looks over him. ] what will I be getting from this arrangement?