Earlier she had felt the ugly thoughts in her mind dissolve as he'd growled Gaelic at her. Those thoughts haven't returned, but as she kisses him the lingering bits of ugly feeling finally break away and lift. If it is only for this moment she's still grateful for it.
"You spoil the fuck out of me," she murmurs against his mouth.
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"You spoil the fuck out of me," she murmurs against his mouth.