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“Stop it.” She tried to beat his hand away but her sides were shaking too badly.
"Never!" Alistair grinned down at her as his fingers tickled and teased along her ribs. She squirmed and writhed, her face turning red through her laughter. His hand dipped lower toward her knee, knowing it was her vulnerability.
“No!” Her face screwed up with the attempt to hold it in before she exploded with giggles. He loved it when she laughed so freely; the sound was so rare. “A-Alistair; please.”
“Fine,” he gave in with a mock pout.
She bit her lip as though she were trying to catch the last traces of laughter inside her. Her arms wound up around his neck before she pulled him in for a kiss.
Alistair grinned; his hand came to rest on her side. She was still laughing—softer now, but still as beautiful.
“You need to find a different hobby,” she whispered against his lips.
“But I like this one.” He kissed her again.
She grinned as she tugged him closer. “Me too.”