THIRD PERSON POV “Can I tickle you?” Luke blinked once, then twice. “What?” His brows furrowed in confusion, hoping he'd misheard her. He must have misheard her. Aurelia's cheeks deepened in color, and then she turned away from him, facing the painting she'd admired before he came. “Forget I said that.” She muttered under her breath, but Luke was not having it. He gently grasped her chin, forcing her to face him once more. “What did you say, Aurelia?” His tone was soft yet firm, and Aurelia hesitated before speaking, gathering her thoughts. Luke didn't think her cheeks could get redder, but it did. Aurelia huffed, and Luke fought back the smile that crept up his lips as she pouted. He wondered what could be going on in that pretty head of hers, wishing he could somehow read her mind. “I'm waiting darling,” he cooed, his fingers brushing against her skin to get her attention. It worked like a charm, and after what seemed like forever, she answered him. “Can…I tickle you?” Aur
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