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Bucolic
“Do you ever speculate about how your life would have been different if you stayed in Stillwater? Do you think you would have had a bucolic life?” Tony’s head rested on Gibbs shoulder as they sat together on the sofa, ostensibly watching the game though neither one was paying a whole lot of attention to it.
“No. No point. It wasn’t the life I wanted.”
“Not even with Shannon?” Tony couldn’t help questioning.
“Not even with Shannon.” Gibbs confirmed, dropping a kiss on Tony’s forehead. “The closest I’ve ever come to idyllic life is with you. So stop worrying that I’ll regret our relationship.”
