“If I find you canoodling in here again, I’ll be most displeased.”

“We weren’t! We kept our clothes on, and if noodles stay covered, not that  Xander’s - bits - are noodle-like, but if they stay in the can -”

“And I move from annoyed to nauseated.”

“What does it mean, anyway? I could look it up? If it’s naughty and you don’t want to tell me...”

“It’s a foolish lover fondling his beloved. Perhaps stroking her hair - like this...”

“Oh!”

“Or kissing the hollow of her throat - there. And now you know.”

“Why did you -?”

“Foolish - remember? And jealous. Goodnight.”


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