LYDIA MARTIN

[wantadistraction]

"You know what to do."

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[greatswellofpity]

Oh, hardly. I sleep fine.

[...when he sleeps, mind you...]

I have to say that, do I? And why is that, pray tell?

[wantadistraction]

I'm sure you do. When you actually sleep, right?

[ Spooky, it's almost like she knows... ]

I suppose you could be running around flirting with other people telling them that you're thinking of them at night.

[greatswellofpity]

When I do actually sleep, yes.

[SO SPOOPY.]

Darling, if you're going to have my bollocks, do it properly: ONLY thinking of them at night.

Nothing else. No dreams, no worries...just the touch of a hand, the curve of a smile, the laugh of a Siren.

The world does not exist beyond that.

[wantadistraction]

Sometimes you manage the impossible and leave me a bit speechless. In a good way.

[greatswellofpity]

You flatter me, darling.

And I still say, with an absolute lack of romantic bias, I gave you the prettier of the kittens.