Cassidy Keep gets lovelier every day, from the gardens to the great hall. Her friends and family circulate between its rooms and grounds in a neverending cascade.
Old friends, new friends ... and best of all, teammates.
"Berto!" she greets the Brazilian with a smile. "How are you?"
"Nice place you have here. You trying to make me feel bad about my place in Rio?"
No, he's not letting go.
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"Well, let me think about that....I don't know...Christmas is so busy for me....Jessica Alba invited me to Sweden after all..."
Of course his fingers are lacing together behind her back.
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She isn't fighting his embrace.
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"Jessica Alba is in Sweden apparently."
Before she can hit him though, he grins down at her.
"But Alba doesn't have cute little freckle patterns across her nose."
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"I'm trying to forget, obrigado."
His voice had softened, though. The look in those deep browns are all for her at the moment.
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"O deus conserva-me das cabeças vermelhas! You're killing me here!"
A chaste but affectionate kiss is placed on the top of her head with a soft chuckle.
"Is he treating you ok?"
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He releases her from the hug but does lead her to the large fireplace by her hand.
"He better. I'd hate to bruise his knuckles with my face repeatedly. So come on..." he pulls her down with him to the rug by the expedience of simply dropping his weight and pulling on her hand.
"...tell a hopeless bachelor what it's like to be in love."
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A blanket is pulled from a nearby couch, upsetting a book laying there, and gets wrapped around her shoulders. His hands remain on her shoulders, encouraging her to continue, also hiding the look on his face.
"And between the sheets?"
The grin next to her ear is maybe a little less than what it usually is, but this is Berto. He hides behind what he can.
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That and apparently random tickling pokes to the ribs through blankets.
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