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❝ This is Saul Goodman. Leave a message. ❞

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[5055034455]

Positive.

[He kisses her chin.]

You know where they are?

[controlledvariable]

Mm, I've been before.

[No she hasn't, she's just fucking with him.]

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[This time, though, he's not so sure she's just messing around.

Not that he cares much — they're just hot springs — but there's a flicker of something in his expression when he blinks at her, something curious and a little tense.

He tries to hide it behind a feigned pout.]

No invitation for little ol' me?

[controlledvariable]

[She knows him well enough to catch that, so instead of making the joke that was on the tip of her tongue, she gives him a quick kiss.]

I'm just playing, baby.

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I know.

[Moving to nuzzle the side of her neck, he mumbles:] This is nice. You being home, I mean. Circumstamces aside.

[controlledvariable]

I can try to do it more often, we're not hurting for money.

[Which means she could cut back on a shift or two so she can be home more often.]

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Only if you want to.

[He wouldn't object, of course, but he doesn't want her to take time off just to be with him more often.

...except he kind of does.]

[controlledvariable]

I'll see what I can do.

[She could always just quit one of her jobs, but she's not a fan of downtime, even if she wouldn't mind having more time to spend with Saul and everyone else.]

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[It's then that he realizes he can't remember the last time he saw her in uniform.

Huh.

Since he's not sure what to do with that thought, he lets it flit away, instead focusing on kissing a trail along Steph's jaw.]

Are you in any particular rush to get to the springs?

[controlledvariable]

We've got all day.

[To get to the springs, she means, so that's a 'no'.

She's pretty sure she knows where this is going, which is why she tilts her head to make those kisses easier.]

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[So — a few hours. Cool. He can work with that.

There's no use in hiding the way he grins while kissing her, so he doesn't. He also doesn't hide his laughter when he feels something — someone — paw at his back.

Looks like they've got company.]

[controlledvariable]

What's so funny, McGill?

[She's not really paying attention to potential cats walking all over Saul.]

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Mike.

[Upon hearing her name, Mike mews and peeks her head past Saul's shoulder to look down at Steph.

HELLO, FAVORITE HUMAN

and GOODBYE, FAVORITE HUMAN, since Saul rearranges himself to shake her away and instead cuddle back up to Steph's side. Just in case the cat wants to nestle between them.]

[controlledvariable]

Hey, sweet- Oh.

[Oh, okay. Moving around, fine. She waits until Saul's settled again, then reaches out to wiggle her fingers at Mike to get her attention, letting her come curl up on Steph's stomach.

Then she grins at Saul.]

I'm totally her favourite.

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[Saul rolls his eyes in reply, reaching over to scritch the cat's head.]

She takes after me in that regard.

[controlledvariable]

Me too.

[well then]

[5055034455]

Whoa there, Narcissa. You can't be your own favorite.

[There's rules against that, or something.]

[controlledvariable]

Says who?

[And anyway isn't he the one who was trying to help fix her self esteem?]

[5055034455]

[Well, there's also the part where he's joking.]

Uh...

[s i g h]

[controlledvariable]

That's what I thought.

[It's kind of hard to look down her nose at someone when she's lying next to them, but she makes a valiant effort.]

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[See, but that only draws attention to her nose, which reminds Saul of how much he likes it — as if he could possibly forget — so he just grins and plants a little kiss right there on the tip of said nose.]

[controlledvariable]

[And she wrinkles her nose in response.]

Was that really necessary?

[5055034455]

That? No. But this is —

[He catches her mouth for a proper kiss, slow but insistent, barely pulling away when their lips part.

But he has to, or else how will she see the way he's smirking?]

[controlledvariable]

[Well.

She's sure they were talking about something, but she can't for the life of her remember what.

She licks her lips and just blinks at him for a secon, before pouting at that smirk.]

Cheater.

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[Okay but when she pouts, he just has to kiss her more.

So.

Her plan is either backfiring or working.]

'm not a cheater. I just — [kiss, kiss] Know your weaknesses, that's all. Just some — [kiss, pause, kiss, kiss] Friendly, well-intentioned exploitation.