[North smiles warmly when Carolina comes over and joins them, leaving one hand on York's thigh and moving the other to wrap around her shoulders and tug her in close to his side. They have awakened a beast of casual displays of affection, and he will not be tamed.
If he were a cat he would be purring right now, cuddled up with York in his lap and Carolina against his side. He's warm and happy and content.]
I don't know if the forehead smooch is what she's jealous of.
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If he were a cat he would be purring right now, cuddled up with York in his lap and Carolina against his side. He's warm and happy and content.]
I don't know if the forehead smooch is what she's jealous of.
[Kiss the girl]