Wiping her hands dry on a dish towel, Rogue grinned at that teasing. "It was too good to pass up," she explained, leaving the towel on the counter to dry before heading over to help with the smaller bits of paper. "You did a lovely job yourself, though, sugar. It was really beautiful."
With the last scraps in the box, she looped her arm through Steve's, leaning into him with a tired, happy smile. "Let's go to bed, Steve. I've got a pair of pajamas calling my name." They were light green and had pies on them.
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With the last scraps in the box, she looped her arm through Steve's, leaning into him with a tired, happy smile. "Let's go to bed, Steve. I've got a pair of pajamas calling my name." They were light green and had pies on them.