Irish eyes || Nanny McPhee
Elijah looked down at Kay as she wriggled herself inbetween the window he was staring out of and himself. He smiled when he felt her hand over his heart. "Writing to them sounds like a fine idea," he said. "But before I do that..." he cuped her face in his hands and slowly kissed her. As he pulled away he whispered in her ear, "I just want to be with you."
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