oh 19 please 🙏 💕
Yaaaay thank you!
19. Kisses because I don’t want you to go and maybe I can convince you to stay just a few minutes longer
Elissa Cousland leaned her forehead against the cold window glass and watched the rain fall into the courtyard below.
“Who even said you should go to Kirkwall anyway?” she asked glumly. “I think we should fire them.”
“I do believe it was your idea, love,” Alistair sighed. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed the top of her head.
She turned, pouting, and accepted a conciliatory forehead kiss. “I wish I could go with you," she said.
“It’s not too late,” Alistair teased. “We could turn it into a romantic getaway.”
She couldn't keep from laughing. "Right, because Kirkwall's known for its romance. Practically the Treviso of the Free--"
He kissed her on her open mouth, and she leaned into him, biting his lower lip gently when he went to pull away.
"We could just forget the whole thing," he growled into her ear. "Just let Teagan go by himself. I think he'd do a better job without me there."
"He would not--" the rest of the sentence was ceded to another kiss, softer and slower than the last. When they finally broke apart she rested her head on Alistair's shoulder and closed her eyes.
"It's not so much time," he murmured. It sounded like he wasn't sure who he was trying to convince.
"I know," she whispered. "It just seems like whenever I turn around, there's less and less of it."
