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In Sheep's Clothing	By : ParisWriter Category: +G through L > Harvest Moon Views: 2169 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Twenty-One

Avery stared at her reflection in the full-length mirror next to her closet, turning from side to side as she attempted to get an idea of what she looked like from the back in her new dress. It had been a gift from her parents for her birthday, and within the box containing it she'd found a note from her father which read, 'Have fun tonight!'

The dress itself was simple, yet elegant, made from a light-weight fabric the color of fresh summer peaches with a sheer overlay covered in a print of large, red-and-coral-colored flowers. The sheer fabric was gathered a bit at the top, creating a sort of ruffle that rested just at the top of her cleavage, and as she continued turning from side to side she started to notice a shimmer to the fabric wherever the light caught it as she moved. The one thing she wasn't entirely sure about – aside from the color, since she knew blue was Klaus' favorite – was the way the skirt of the dress had been made. It was short in the front, the hem resting just above her knees, but tapered lower toward the back to mid-calf length. The dress did look good on her, though, and showed off her well-toned legs.

She finally turned away from the mirror with a sigh just as she heard a knock upon her door, and she looked back one more time to check her hair and makeup before going to answer it.

"Hi," she said to Klaus with a shy smile, stepping aside and holding the door open for him. She could practically feel his gaze traveling over the length of her body as he stepped past her, and before she even had the door closed his arm was around her waist and he was pulling her against his own body with a loving smile.

"You look beautiful," he told her, reaching up with his other hand to run his fingers through her hair. "I like this, too."

Avery blushed. On a whim, she'd braided her hair while it was still wet that morning after bathing and left it in all day. By the time she took the braid out while she was getting ready for their date, her hair had dried and the result was soft waves which fell about her shoulders and framed her face. She knew that within a few short hours her hair would be back to its normal, stick-straight appearance, but she had wanted to do something a little special with her look for a change.

"So what are we doing tonight?" she asked, reaching up to run her hands over his chest. Klaus merely grinned at her and released her from his grasp, then began slowly removing his cravat.

"Klaus?" Avery said his name with a note of trepidation in her voice.

"Do you trust me, Avery?" he asked her in reply, sliding the long piece of golden silk off from around his neck.

"Yes," she said in a breathless whisper, nodding.

Klaus continued to hold his cravat in one hand and grasped her gently by the shoulders, then turned her around so her back was to him. He leaned down and kissed her shoulder on either side of the left strap of her dress, then lifted the piece of silken cloth in his hands and carefully tied it over her eyes as a makeshift blindfold.

"Klaus, why are you blindfolding me?" Avery wondered, reaching up to adjust the cloth so it sat a bit more comfortably over her eyes.

Klaus chuckled softly as he nuzzled her ear. "Don't worry, love, it's nothing sexual... this time." He paused at the slight hitching of her breath and gently nipped at her earlobe before he continued to speak quietly to her. "I just want where we're going to be a surprise, that's all."

Avery nodded and Klaus took her hands in his and carefully led her out of her house, then closed the door before placing his hands upon her shoulders and guiding her to their destination. Avery listened carefully to her surroundings as they walked, though she was a bit distracted by the way Klaus' hands kept softly stroking her upper arms as they walked. Occasionally, he would ask her to stop before pulling away from her, and she would hear him toss some sort of debris aside – likely in order to prevent her from tripping over it. He would then give her a quick kiss on one of her shoulders as he took his place behind her once more and resumed guiding her along their path.

"There's a few steps here, love," he instructed at one point, after they had been walking for a while, and he moved to stand in front of her and took both of her hands in his as he had when he was guiding her out of her house. He informed her to step down from each one, then let her know once she was finally on level ground again, but didn't take his previous position behind her and instead continued to lead her toward him.

"Just a little bit farther," he told her, and though Avery couldn't see him she could hear the excited smile in his voice. She laughed a little, picturing an older, more mature version of Fritz – who was always wearing a similar expression.

"Here we are," he finally said as they came to a stop, and before she had a chance to say anything he pulled the makeshift blindfold up and off. Avery blinked a few times in disbelief, then looked at him, confused.

"This is your house," she said, pointing at the building in front of them.

"I know," Klaus told her, taking one of her hands and leading her up the front steps. "The surprise is what's inside the house."

He opened the door and let her precede him inside, and she gasped softly when her eyes fell upon the scene before her. The room was illuminated only by the soft glow of candlelight, the table set for two, and she could hear music playing quietly in the background. As she approached the table, she noted that Klaus had scattered red rose petals on the floor, creating a path from the door to her chair. The rest of the roses were lying across her plate, and she picked them up and brought them to her nose to inhale their sweet scent.

"I had considered taking you to a fancy restaurant in the city," he said, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. "However, if I had done that, then I would have had to play the perfect gentleman and keep my hands to myself all night. So I decided perhaps we'd be better off staying in."

Avery smiled and turned slightly in his arms, reaching up with one hand to tilt his head down a bit so she could more easily kiss him. "Thank you, Klaus. This is perfect."

"You are perfect," he told her, then kissed her once more before releasing her and stepping around her so he could pull out her chair. Avery took a seat and he carefully tucked the chair under her, then took the roses from her and set them on a nearby tray in exchange for two platters covered with silver lids.

"I hope this is to your liking, miss," he said with a bow as he placed one of the platters before her and removed the lid with a flourish. Avery smiled at him as he set his own platter down and removed its lid, and then let out another gasp of surprise when she looked down at the meal he had made for her. Every one of her favorite foods were sitting on the plate, and all of them appeared to have been expertly prepared.

"How did you..?" she asked, looking up at him.

"I have my ways," he replied, winking at her and giving her another quick kiss before taking his own seat next to her. "But I can't take all the credit for making this. Raeger helped quite a bit."

"I'll be sure to thank him, then," she said, giggling merrily as she began to eat while Klaus poured them each a glass of wine.

They ate together in relative silence, occasionally punctuated by the sound of Klaus making frustrated little noises each time Avery began to trail her foot up the inside of his leg. She would always feign innocence when he looked over at her, causing him to chuckle, until he eventually reached his breaking point and stood from his chair to lean over and kiss her roughly.

"You best stop that, love, or I may be tempted to skip dessert," he warned her.

"Wouldn't that be more like trading one dessert for another?" she replied cheekily, sipping her wine as she watched the desire flare in his eyes.

He kissed her again, leaning over her to dominate the kiss as their tongue tangled together wildly until they were both gasping for breath.

"Behave," he ordered in a husky whisper before taking his seat once more, and they finished the rest of their dinner amidst longing glances. Avery made a spectacle out of eating from that point on, sensually savoring each and every bite with a soft moan or tiny whimper of pleasure, and she was delighted to see the effect her little show was having on Klaus. His eyes were glued upon her, his breaths becoming increasingly shallow, and his own meal was all but forgotten in front of him.

"Aren't you going to eat that?" Avery questioned him, pointing to the rest of the food on his plate with her fork.

"I'm thinking about eating something else, right now," Klaus informed her with a seductive smile, and Avery shifted a bit in her chair at the way he was staring at her like she was some sort of prey he was waiting for just the right moment to pounce upon.

"However," he added, holding up a single finger as he suddenly rose from his chair and went into the next room. Avery craned her neck and attempted to see what he was doing, but the wall separating the two large rooms was blocking her view. After a moment, he returned with his hands behind his back and his smile had changed from predatory to nervous.

"I have something for you," he said, grabbing his chair with one hand and pulling it closer to hers as he continued to hide whatever he had gone to retrieve behind his back. "Hold out your hands."

Avery smiled and cupped her hands in front of her, and Klaus placed a long, black velvet box with a silver letter H flanked by two roses embossed upon it. She gave him a questioning look and opened the box, her jaw dropping open upon seeing what was inside.

"Happy birthday, love," Klaus told her, reaching out to gently caress the side of her face.

"Klaus, I... I can't accept this!" she protested, shaking her head as she looked from him back to the diamond-dusted platinum locket in the box. It was the exact one she'd been looking at when the two of them had stopped at Herschel's on their first date. "It was so expensive!"

Klaus chuckled a little. "I have money, Avery. You don't have to worry about whether or not I can afford it. Besides, I had it engraved, so I can't return it."

She glanced up at him and then turned the locket over in the box. Across the back in delicate script were their names. "Avery and Klaus," she read aloud.

"Open it," he requested, reaching over to do so for her. Avery looked down at what was inside and immediately felt tears forming in her eyes.

"Where did you get this picture?" she asked him, looking at the photograph of herself within the locket. It had been taken when she was about seventeen, shortly before she had graduated from school.

"Your father," Klaus said, gently brushing away the tears that had gathered at the corners of her eyes. "I went to visit him earlier in the season and explained to him what I was planning on doing, so he was more than happy to assist me in picking out a suitable photograph."

Avery gasped, realization suddenly setting in. "My mother's at the gallery on Tuesdays! That's where you went... to see my father on the one day of the week you'd be able to avoid having any sort of confrontation with her."

"Exactly."

"And I'm guessing this handsome young devil on the left is you?" she asked him with a tiny laugh as she looked from the younger version of her boyfriend in the picture to the older man sitting in front of her.

"It is," Klaus replied, blushing. "I know it's sort of silly, but I wanted to use pictures of us when we were about the same age because I, um... Well... Like I told you before, being with you makes me feel like a teenager all over again."

"Horny and ready to screw anything in a skirt?" Avery teased him in an attempt to keep herself from openly crying. Klaus smiled a little and closed the locket.

"The first part, certainly," he admitted, taking the box back from her and removing the necklace from within it, then opening the clasp of the chain and placing it around her neck as he continued to speak. "What I really mean, though, is that for the first time – in a long time – I am truly content with my life the way it is right now. I've found my happiness, and I owe that all to you."

He carefully pulled her hair out from under the chain and adjusted the necklace so the tiny oval locked rested just above the dip of her cleavage, pushing down the ruffle crated by the sheer overlay of her dress so he could see it setting against her slightly-flushed skin.

"I love you, Klaus," she told him tearfully and leaned forward to kiss him softly.

"I love you, too, Avery," he whispered in reply against her lips before kissing her once more. "So very much. And I would do anything for you."

They resumed their kissing, Klaus' fingers softly running through her hair as Avery's hands rested upon his chest, feeling the steady, fast beating of his heart beneath her palms. He tried to take things farther, his tongue begging for entrance to her mouth, but as soon as hers made contact she suddenly pulled away and looked up at him with half-lidded eyes.

"Do you truly mean that?" she asked him breathlessly. "You would do anything for me?"

"Yes," Klaus whispered, nodding his head a bit as he leaned in to claim her mouth, but Avery suddenly stood up and wandered toward the door. Klaus watched her, blinking in confusion, trying to figure out what he'd said to upset her and drive her away from him. She stopped at the door and stood there for a moment, completely motionless, and Klaus held his breath as he watched her until, finally, she reached out and turned the lock into place.

"There is one more thing I want for my birthday," she told him as she turned to face him, leaning back against the closed door. He stood from his seat and gradually closed the distance between them, his eyes moving from hers to the throbbing pulse in her neck to her mouth. She bit her bottom lip once he stopped directly in front of her, a soft gasp escaping her throat as he leaned down to bush his lips across hers before pulling away, his expression intentionally kept blank.

"What is your wish, my love?" he asked her, bring up a hand to cup her chin and turn her gaze toward his when she looked away. Her momentary spark of boldness from when she'd locked the door had disappeared and she was once more the shy, blushing girl he'd once felt so guilty for desiring. He nearly kissed her then, but he wanted to hear her say what it was she wanted, first.

"I want to be devoured by the big, bad wolf," she finally said after a long pause, though she spoke so quietly he had barely been able to hear her.

Klaus grinned and slid his arms around her waist, capturing her hands behind her back where she'd been hiding them, then slowly raised them up over her head and pinned her there between his body and the door. He finally kissed her then, but held himself back just enough so that he wouldn't frighten her, keeping things slow and yet passionate as he explored her sweet mouth with his tongue. As soon as the first whimper escaped her, he backed off, catching her bottom lip gently between his teeth as he pulled away.

"Are you sure?" he questioned her, his voice almost a low, seductive growl as his eyes searched hers. "You truly wish for me to... devour you?"

Avery nodded, not trusting her voice. She knew if she answered him out loud it would likely come out sounding hesitant and she didn't want to give him any cause for stopping things from progressing any further. Klaus gave a single nod and released his hold upon her hands, then bent down and scooped her up into his arms. Her heart hammered even more wildly as he carried her to the room where he slept, his golden-green eyes focused intently upon her and causing her to suddenly feel very self-conscious. She rested her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes, then opened them again a moment later when he carefully placed her upon his bed so she was sitting at the edge of the mattress with her legs over the side. He stood before her and took off his coat, tossing it aside, then placed his hands upon her shoulders and slowly slid the straps of her dress down as far as he could.

"Zipper?" he asked, a frustrated look crossing his face, and Avery reached behind herself to slide the zipper down a few inches in order to give the dress the slack it was lacking so he could continue. He pushed her dress down even more, his eyes still holding her gaze despite her breasts being bared to him, and it wasn't until after he kissed her softly that he finally did look.

"They're perfect," he told her, causing her to blush and raise her arms to cover herself. Klaus grasped her hands in his, linking their fingers together, and held them down at her sides against the covers.

"I'm not going to make love to you tonight, Avery," he informed her, looking into her eyes as he spoke.

"Why not?" she wondered, visibly disappointed at the revelation.

"I have my reasons. I don't expect you to understand all of them."

"But you said you'd give me what I wanted for my birthday," she reminded him, and a slow smile formed upon Klaus' lips.

"I did... And you asked me to 'devour' you, remember?" He leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers, releasing his grip on one of her hands to wrap his arm around her and support her back as he carefully laid her down upon his bed.

"I'm going to pleasure you in ways you've only ever dreamed about," he told her as he rested above her and gazed lovingly into her soft brown eyes as a renewed burst of color spread across her cheeks.

Avery pulled her other hand out of his grasp and reached up to tangle both of her hands in his dark hair, pulling him down until their lips met. She sighed softly into the kiss, and Klaus whispered loving words to her as he began trailing his kisses along her jawline and down the side of her neck, pausing briefly to tease her throbbing pulse with the softest fluttering of his tongue against his.

Her heart beat more and more frantically as he continued kissing his way along her collarbone and down her chest, and her fingers tightened a bit in his hair as she watched him make his slow ascent up the side of one of her breasts, licking and nibbling upon the soft, pale flesh until he reached its peak. With a soft groan, he lavished her partly-erect nipple with tiny little kisses and licks until it had hardened completely, then took it into his mouth and continued to roll it around upon his tongue as he suckled upon it.

Avery's eyes fell closed and she moaned, her fingers tightening even further in his hair until her nails were practically digging into his scalp. Klaus groaned and moved to her other breast to bestow the same attentions upon it, his hand coming to rest upon the one he abandoned and squeezing it, drawing a tiny little cry as his palm rubbed against her now-sensitive nipple.

"Spread your legs a bit, love," Klaus instructed as he slowly sat up, causing her hands to fall away from him, and Avery did as she was told. She opened her eyes and looked up at him while he pushed the hem of her dress upwards, and she bit her lip a bit when he finally uncovered her womanhood – completely unobstructed by any form of undergarments. Klaus swore quietly, his breathing becoming a bit more ragged, and met her eyes.

"You naughty little minx," he said, slowly smiling. "You planned this."

"My plan was a bit different from this, but yes," she admitted without breaking eye contact, though she continued biting her lip and blushing furiously.

Klaus chuckled a little and reached between her legs, and Avery felt the backside of his hand brush across her a bit before he withdrew it and raised it for her to see the wetness glistening upon his fingers in the candlelight.

"I certainly hope this dress can be cleaned, because you've already made a mess of it," he told her with a spark of humor in his voice and a mischievous gleam in his eyes. "And believe me, it's only going to get worse."

He lowered his hand and Avery closed her eyes and sighed contentedly as she felt his careful touch upon her sex, though she was a bit confused as to why he was just barely touching her and not doing anything more.

"Forgive me, love. I didn't really take the time before to enjoy how beautiful you are," he said as he continued to touch her gently, his fingers tracing her entrance before separating slightly and running up the length of her folds.

"I... I take it you like what you see?" she asked him, covering her face with her hands in embarrassment. The only person who had ever paid attention to her down there was her doctor, but having Klaus openly admire her sex was completely different and made her feel both a little uneasy and incredibly sexy at the same time.

"I do," Klaus assured her, sliding his hand up higher to brush his fingers through the small patch of golden curls she had left covering herself. "I especially like that you haven't chosen to go completely bare, unlike so many other women these days."

"I could," she offered, peeking through her fingers, and Klaus chuckled a bit.

"I would very much prefer that you don't," he said, placing his hand upon the inside of her thigh and pushing her legs a little farther apart as he moved to settle between them. "That sort of thing has never sat very well with me. It makes me feel like I'm performing sexual acts upon a little girl, rather than a grown woman."

Avery shivered when he kissed the inside of her thigh, just above her knee, and lowered her hands to the bed to clutch at the dark blue coverlet beneath her. "You don't need any more reason to feel self-conscious about our age difference."

"I don't care about the age difference any more, love," he told her, looking up to her and smiling. "If I did, I wouldn't be doing this right now." Holding her gaze steadily, he slowly licked his way up her thigh, stopping just short of his destination.

"Klaus?" Avery called his name once a sudden thought hit her, and he lifted his head to look at her as she sat up slightly.

"What's wrong?"

"I... It's just..." She bit her lip, too embarrassed to put her concerns into words. Klaus moved up the bed once more and kissed her, then sighed a bit and pressed his forehead to hers.

"I'm not expecting you to reciprocate, love," he told her, seemingly reading her mind. "Tonight is all about you. Even if it wasn't, I still wouldn't be expecting it of you. Despite what you may have been led to believe by movies or Iris' novels or anything other people might have said, not all men want that twenty-four-seven. Personally, I'd be fine even if you never feel comfortable with the idea of doing it."

"Really?" she asked, pulling away slightly to look into his eyes.

"Really," Klaus replied, his tone sincere. "I don't ever want you doing anything that makes you feel uncomfortable just because you think it will please me. That sort of thing will only lead to resentment." He reached down and touched the locket he'd given her, which was resting just over her heart. "I want this to be you and me, forever. Smiling and happy together, lovers and madly in love with one another."

Avery nodded and kissed him again, and Klaus laid her back once more as he reached down and slowly slid two of his fingers deep inside her. She gasped at the sensation, her eyes going a little wide in surprise that he had chosen not to ease her into it the way he had before, and he smiled down at her as he continued to pleasure her with his touch even as he returned to his previous position between her legs.

"Now, if you'll excuse me," he told her with a cocksure grin which Avery thought made him seem much younger than he really was, "I have a rather beautiful pussy here that is just begging for my attention."

She blushed at his words, then gasped loudly when his fingers were suddenly replaced by his tongue. He let out a deep moan as he lapped at her entrance, and the subtle vibrations caused such an unusual – yet pleasurable – sensation in Avery that all she could do was whimper in response. She felt his hands upon her thighs, gently massaging them and his thumbs trailing inward to spread her sex in order to allow him better access, and she threw her head back and moaned as the tip of his tongue began to dip inside her ever so slightly.

"Klaus," she said his name upon a breathy gasp, already feeling the pressure building within her despite the short time he'd been pleasuring her. He gave no indication that he noticed either her utterance of his name or her soft panting as she began to writhe a bit under him, but the groan of pleasure he let out as he increased the tempo at which he was swirling his tongue all around the very center of her womanhood was proof enough he knew what would soon be coming.

"Yes," she managed to say in a shaky, high-pitched voice, wanting him to know that she was enjoying what he was doing but finding it hard to form words. Her hands found their way into his hair and she grasped him a bit more roughly than she would have liked, tugging upon his dark locks as her gently writhing from before escalated into an uncontrollable bucking of her hips. Klaus didn't seem to mind, though, as he shifted his position a bit on the bed and covered her more fully with his lips, kissing her sex deeply the way he would her mouth.

Soon enough, she was gone. She came apart with his name falling repeatedly from her lips like some sort of sacred mantra, trembling from her head to her toes as her orgasm ripped through her entire body and caused her breathing to stop for the barest of moments. To her surprise, though, Klaus didn't pull away. Instead, lazily lapped at her entrance a few more times before re-positioning his mouth slightly higher, his fingers once more entering her as he sought out and found the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of her sex.

Avery cried out as he wrapped his lips around her clit and began to alternate between gently sucking upon it and lapping at it with his tongue. Meanwhile, his fingers were sliding in and out of her, curled just right to hit the spot he'd discovered the first time he'd had her in his bed. Her hands fell from his hair to instead fist the coverlet beneath her, and she bit her lip against the screams of pleasure which were threatening to tear their way out of her throat. She wasn't sure if it was simply the combination of what he was doing with his mouth and his fingers or the fact she had just barely come down off her previous orgasm, but Klaus was right... He was giving her more pleasure than she ever could have imagined possible.

"Oh, fuck," she gasped as she felt another knot of tension quickly begin to build inside her. Klaus redoubled his efforts, increasing the tempo of his fingers pumping in and out of her while sucking even harder upon her clit and occasionally throwing in a gentle bite for good measure. It didn't take long before Avery found herself once more at the edge, and the screams she had been desperately trying to contain erupted from her mouth as she came harder than she ever believed was possible, her entire body shuddering with the force of the pleasure she was feeling.

Once again, Klaus kept his mouth pinned to her as she rode out her orgasm, his tongue carefully stroking the sensitive nub as she came down. He then pulled his fingers from within her, drawing a small whimper of protest from her throat, and placed a few slow, languid licks over her folds. At first, Avery thought he was going to attempt to go for a hat trick, and she shook her head mutely in protest. Her body already felt more than spent from the intensity of the two orgasms she'd already had and the rapid succession in which he'd given them to her. He soon pulled away, though, and she opened her eyes to see him smiling at her as he wiped a generous amount of fluid from his chin with the back of his hand.

Using what little strength she still possessed, she sat up and grasped him by his cravat and pulled him to her to kiss him. She immediately slid her tongue into his mouth and he stiffened momentarily, taken by surprise by her actions. She could taste herself on his tongue, and while it was a bit strange it wasn't exactly unpleasant to have that small reminder of what they'd just shared. After a moment she broke off then kiss and bit her lip as she looked up to his mussed hair, blushing.

"I hope I didn't hurt you," she told him, causing Klaus to chuckle and place a kiss upon her forehead.

"I rather liked you pulling at my hair," he replied. "Knowing that I was driving you so insane with pleasure that you couldn't help but lose control is how I can tell I've done a good job."

They fell into another slow, languid kiss, and Klaus buried one if his hands in her now-straight hair as he wrapped his other arm around her waist and pulled her body closer to his. After a moment he chuckled once more and she looked up at him, her head tilted to the side in curiosity.

"What is it?"

"Nothing," he said, ginning and shaking his head. "It's just that you were quite loud there, at the end. I'm curious if Marian might have heard it."

Avery's cheeks turned crimson as she suddenly recalled that the doctor lived right next door to Klaus. There was still a bit of distance between their houses, but even she knew she had been screaming like a banshee all through her second orgasm.

"Don't worry about it," he told her, his grin softening into a loving smile as he tucked her hair behind her ear. "If he did hear anything, the first thing he's going to do is harass me about it in the morning. And when he does, I can make him promise not to breathe a word about it to anyone else."

Avery nodded and Klaus sighed as he looked to the clock. "We should probably get you home."

"I'm not sure I can walk right now," she said with a laugh, which he joined her in.

"Well, then, I supposed I will just have to carry you, won't I?" he offered with a wink.

"Or I could just stay here for the night," she suggested in reply.

Klaus shook his head. "As much as I absolutely love the idea of waking up next to you, I really don't think that's such a good idea."

"Why not?" Avery wondered.

"Because tomorrow is the Summer Harvest Festival," he reminded her, and she closed her eyes and fell back on the bed with a groan.

It was always something, wasn't it? She'd been hoping he'd say yes so that maybe she would be able to convince him to make love to her, after all, but he had a very good point. She needed to get home and go to bed so she could be up extra-early in the morning in order to see to all of her usual chores before she had to go to town to participate in the festival. She wouldn't have really cared any other time, but Elise was so sore from having lost the farming rights for the paddy to her that she'd decided to enter against her in order to 'prove her superiority.' And Avery would be damned if that spoiled little bitch was going to win with a crop she never so much as looked at prior to the day of the festival.

"Fuck me," she swore.

"I told you: not tonight, love," Klaus said, his tone of voice making it quite apparent that the statement was meant to help lighten her mood. To her surprise, it actually worked and she felt herself smiling as she looked up at him.

"Have I told you how much I love you?" she asked him, and Klaus laughed a little as he leaned over her and kissed her.

"Many times. But it never hurts to say it again, does it?"
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