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A kiss to make up

Frowning, she put her book up and earnestly tried to block the excuses coming from Irene’s mouth. Truly, she was too much sometimes. And the damage she’d done in town was going to cost a pretty penny to pay for.

“Don’t ignore me! I’m telling you…”

Patience gone, Anna lowered her book with an angry thump into her lap and chided, “Yes, you are telling me. I hear you; you sound like a petulant child caught with the hand in the cookie jar.”

Irene stopped, looking like she’d be slapped, face going red. Anna brought her book up, intent on at least trying to finish the chapter now that Irene’d stopped making excuses. As her eyes skimmed the text, her other senses were trained on the witch in case she decided to be cute. And not in a sweet way. Irene had  nasty habit of trying to get her way no matter what.

“But Anna~”

“No, don’t you use that tone with me. If you want back in my good graces, you know what you have to do.”

“This?” Suddenly she was leaning over the book, warm lips pressed insistently against Anna’s, the blond felt her annoyance melting at the contact and Irene sliding into her lap, tucked up against her. What she should have done was dump the other woman on the floor. Instead, she shifted to open up her lap and bring her hands up. Pulling back, Irene looked down a little, cheeks puffed, mumbling uncharacteristically meek, “I am sorry.”

Anna sighed at her dilemma; it was weak and manipulative but it was the first apology she’d ever received. It was nearly impossible to stay angry but she didn’t want Irene to know this was the trick to pull to wiggle out of wrongdoings either.

Bringing her finger up, she booped the witch on the nose, “Apology accepted, although your delivery needs work.”