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“Stop squirming so much, you’ll ruin your braids.”
Lexa pouts slightly even though Costia’s fingertips brushing between her shoulderblades is enough to tint her cheeks with light pink. “I can’t wear flowers in my hair.”
“Oh, why not? Because you’re a big, scary Commander?” There’s a hint of tease in Costia’s voice and she laughs right next to Lexa’s ear.
“Nobody will see,” the girl continues. She wraps the sweet words into that same tone she uses to persuade Lexa stay in the bed for a little longer (no, the sun hasn’t climbed that high yet).
“How can I ever say no to you?” Lexa wonders tilting her head to steal a tiny kiss from Costia’s lips.
“The whole point is,” Costia claims with a wide smile, “that you can’t.”