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Arvil furrowed his eyebrows at you. “Then remind me to always make you take the test taste,” he teased back. “That way, I’ll know which foods to avoid.”

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“Only after you do the taste testing,” he chuckled before taking another spoonful of his food. “Maybe I’ll finally find a preference.”

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Daisy snorted and rolled her eyes, though the corners of her lips tugged up in a small smile. “Well, then, I guess I’ll just get things that I like. I’m not eating anything that I don’t.”

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“Good,” Arvil took a sip of his water. “That’s what I’m taking about. So how’s your work going, Daisy? Any news of a promotion?”

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“Not yet, but I think they’ve been watching me more closely, so they could be thinking about it,” Daisy said with a shrug before taking a bite of food.

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“That’s good, then,” Arvil hummed after swallowing the bite of his food. “Anything else about you that I should know of?”

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“Fair enough,” Arvil finished the last of his food and leaned back against the couch, running a hand through his hair again.

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Daisy hummed in acknowledgment of his response, then fell silent as she ate. They didn’t speak for the rest of the time, simply sitting in the quiet.

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Arvil leaned back against the back of the couch, sighing and closing his eyes. He’d been up since morning, but it wasn’t like it was anything new. There were too many things to look over, so many things to replace and update that he’d started the second he woke up. And now that he was full, sleep hit him full force.

And though he tried to fight it off, he still ended up losing to it.

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Daisy was about to reach for more food when a weight fell onto her shoulder. She froze and turned her head to see Arvil resting on it. With a sigh, she leaned back, setting her plate down on the table. What was she supposed to do now?

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Arvil shifted a little in his sleep, making his tall frame comfortable as he slept. It did feel a little hot and uncomfortable, considering how low he was leaning. Usually he fell asleep on the desk, which sometimes made his back ache, but it was still comfortable. Still, it wasn’t that made. What he was resting on was soft.

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Daisy shifted a little under her fake fiancé. She had no idea what to do in this situation. On the one hand, it was a little awkward, if not kind of cute. On the other… what was she supposed to do? She didn’t want to make him uncomfortable or wake him up. He probably needed the sleep. After all, he was running a business. He was probably exhausted.

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The door opened abruptly and a blue haired man poked his head in, a laptop in his hands.

“Sir! You have to check this ou—“ he stopped abruptly, eyes taking in the form of his sleeping boss on top of his fiancée.

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Daisy blinked and turned to face the man in the doorway. She raised her eyebrows at him, taking in the look of him before nodding in greeting.

“He’ll have to get to it later. He’s a bit busy, right now,” she murmured quietly, giving the man a pointed look.

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The man winced, nodding in understanding. He immediately looked apologetic.

“I’m so sorry, Mrs. Davis,” he apologized profusely, though he kept his voice quiet. “I didn’t know you were here. I didn’t know he was asleep, too. I’m sorry! I uh—I’ll come back later. If you need anything, please call us!”

He was gone just like that, shutting the door behind himself carefully.

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Daisy was going to assure him that it was all right, and correct him on the name he called her, but then he was simply… gone…

And then she was thinking about it, and she realized what he had called her: Mrs. Davis. That’s who she would be if/when she married Arvil…

Mrs. Davis…

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Arvil stirred, his eyes blinking open, hazy from sleep. The smell of vanilla reached his ears and Arvil inhaled deeply. Then confusion took over his senses. Vanilla? There was only one woman he knew who smelled like vanilla and she was—he closed his eyes again, exhaling. He pulled himself into a sitting position, unable to look at his fiancée. Fake fiancée.

“Sorry about that,” he murmured, still drowsy, voice heavy and harsh from sleep. “How long was I out? You should have woken me up.”

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Danged sleepy male voice… That sound was, like, her weakness. And she hated it. But not really.

She shook her head and rolled her shoulders, unable to meet his eye. “Don’t worry about it. You probably needed the sleep,” she said back quietly. “And it was only a few minutes. I’m actually surprised you weren’t out longer.”

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Arvil leaned back against the couch, covering his mouth as a yawn broke through. He failed to notice how she refused to meet his gaze, instead running a hand through his hair.

“It still doesn’t excuse my behavior. I promised I wouldn’t touch you unnecessarily,” he murmured, eyes closed again. “At least it wasn’t for a longer time.”

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Daisy hummed, curling up into the corner of the couch opposite Arvil just because she felt like it. She glanced over at the door again before finally dragging her gaze back to Arvil.

“Don’t worry about it. You can’t exactly control where your body goes while you’re asleep,” she said with a shrug. “It was fine.”

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“If you say so,” Arvil muttered, pulling himself to his feet. “Did anyone drop by while I was out?”

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“Cam,” Arvil nodded, sitting back down on his own seat. “You can leave if you want to, you know. But stay if you’d like. I’m fine either way. You can leave the trash here, too.”