Admissions of literal insanity were not usually followed by kisses that would have made anyone anywhere raise their eyebrows and reach for something to fan themselves with. Yet it was not a refusal, not a refuting of the facts, and it was what Cami was willing to take as an acceptance. Arms were latched around Maebe's waist with one hand roaming to return the squeeze from earlier with a little bit of interest.
Lifting her head to look over at Otto, who was happily drowsing back into Slumberland, the Caribbean woman's smile was wicked as she pressed in eagerly. "Quiet enough."
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