"Then knock her up, chicken shit," she said, grinning fondly at him and extending a leg to poke his hip with her toes.
"Choose love, Jamie," Rogue added, fitting her fingers to the frets and starting to gently pick out a tune with the expertise and ease of a seasoned pro. She'd spent a lot of time on the island, had found a lot of hours that needed filling, and somewhere over the span of six years she'd managed to fill enough of them with practice to become something of a virtuoso.
She was thinking of taking up the ukelele next.
"I know it's terrifying, but so is most of what we've had to face, 'n choose, in our lives. So maybe let yourself choose love."
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"Choose love, Jamie," Rogue added, fitting her fingers to the frets and starting to gently pick out a tune with the expertise and ease of a seasoned pro. She'd spent a lot of time on the island, had found a lot of hours that needed filling, and somewhere over the span of six years she'd managed to fill enough of them with practice to become something of a virtuoso.
She was thinking of taking up the ukelele next.
"I know it's terrifying, but so is most of what we've had to face, 'n choose, in our lives. So maybe let yourself choose love."