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Lucy gazed into Cooper’s eyes. Every touch was electric and he was downright magnetic, pulling her to him with ease.
She touched his face, scars and all, before dropping her hand.
“I just can’t be with you, Cooper.”
The cowboy furrowed his brow, confused.
“Why, sweetheart?” He asked, wetting his mouth.
Lucy shifted uncomfortable on her feet and looked over her shoulder where the Brotherhood of Steel knight stood tall in his armor. He gave a rare smile and nodded along.
“It would be racist if I picked you over Maximus.” She said plainly, a somewhat pained look on her face.
Maximus stomped over in his suit of armor. He offered his large hand for her to take and she noticed some dried blood on the palm. It didn’t deter her, though, wrapping one of her hands around a single digit. S
“That’s right.” Maximus said, in his normal serious tone. “I’m going to absolutely fuck the shit out of her.”
Lucy giggled. She might not have the same chemistry with Maximus as she shared with Cooper, but by god, she didn’t want to be labeled a bigot.
So the Knight it was. And they lived happily ever after.
Fin.