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I grabup Netflix and the last episode of Arrow that atched

“Now this will be much more fun,” I tell him

As the show plays ork together to pack the last of our clothes—because I’m a shopaholic it takes quite a while By the time we finish, it’s late and I’m ready to fall over

Xander carries the boxes over to the door, and I stretch out on the floor staring at the ceiling

Once all the boxes area smile

“What’cha doin’ down there?” he asks with a slight s on one corner

“Too Tired To Move,” I rasp in a voice like I’ers

He laughs and hauls me up “Cute, Kincaid” He kisses my forehead

Ime Kincaid In fact, I hope I never do because I love the fluttery feeling of butterflies I get in ot , I was terrified since it was such a spur of the , but now I love it

Xander turns back the covers and climbs beneath them

I join him and roll to my side A moment later, his arm wraps around me, and I smile as he burrows his head into the crook of my neck

“I love you” He kisses the edge of my jaw

“I love you too,” I say back

I th

ought I’d be too keyed up to fall asleep, but row heavy and sleep claims me