Hatchling

"Yeah, they're over at the sheep farm with Martha 'n' her kids. It's nice...I like leavin' 'em there, cos they get to play with other kids and there's a mum, and...y'know. Maybe it feels normal for them." Emmett wished he had a place he could go to to forget Longnight, but no matter where he was the scars on his stomach and the fact that he was not working on his parents farm followed him. He wouldn't have really minded if Pim had come up to sleep with them for the first night, but Phoebe seemed to have a system, so he stayed quiet. This was her thing, and he didn't want to interrupt it. At first he was a little bemused by her question, thinking the answer rather obvious, but then he saw the sway of her hips, the nervous smile. He grinned and walked forward, letting his hands slowly float down her sides and rest on her waist, leaned in to kiss her. It was a sweet, lingering kiss, a little teasing in the way he licked her lips just once then took his tongue away and leaned back. "Well, I think I'd sure like to." Emmett You think that luck has left you there But maybe there's nothing Up in the sky but air And there's no mystical design