"You're just terribly fortunate that I'm in love with you enough to putter around like a pastry-wife," she chimes.
The back of her neck heats briefly (Wife - honestly now, Yvaine!) and she turns quickly, deftly twisting her hair back up and scooping a stack of clothing from the foot of the bed.
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Date: 2007-11-14 07:41 pm (UTC)The back of her neck heats briefly (Wife - honestly now, Yvaine!) and she turns quickly, deftly twisting her hair back up and scooping a stack of clothing from the foot of the bed.
See! She knew that there was a system somewhere.