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“And if I tell you that there isn’t?” She offers 
him an impish grin, beckoning him over with
a crook of her finger.

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“The heater’s broken, I can’t sleep, and we’ve
established that you’re really only good for 
body heat and my entertainment, either way.”

"If there isn’t then I’m going back home
because you interrupted good sleep. That
or I’m invading your bed.” 

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He rolls his eyes at her rather cheeky
response, lips tugging into an arrogant
smirk. He hovers though, opening his
arms wide open. “Can’t deny that,
sleeping with this would be heaven.” 

"Don’t get complacent now, princess, the
fact that you’re a living sun simply makes
you 50% less attractive to me during the 
summer." 

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She stumbles forward, faceplanting into 
his chest with a sigh of relief. "Please do.
I think I’m on the verge of becoming a 
human icicle.” Her words are muffled in
his chest, and she gazes up at him. “I 
promise to let you escape from my evil
clutches if you somehow manage to fix 
my heater.”

THM.