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Anakin wrapped his arms around her waist as she watched the water rise, cresting over itself just before reaching the shore. She closed her eyes, leaning back into his chest with a sigh as he pulled her wind-blown curls over one shoulder. She could stay like this forever, if life would allow it.
“What are you thinking?” He said, his chin resting atop her head.
“That this vacation was perfect, and exactly what we needed.” Padmé reached behind her, patting his back. “Thank you.”
He held her tighter. “I’m the one that should thank you. For everything you've given me.”