[ She should probably tell her to go. But she doesn't. And Andy doesn't mind being a distraction as much as she should.
There's a gleam in her eye that's akin to mischief when her hands tighten around Emily's waist, hefting her up against Andy for the brief moment it takes to hoist her on top of the nearby cabinet. It makes the vase of wildflowers teeter precariously, but Andy's more concerned with pressing in close, her palms warm on Emily's knees as she leans in to kiss her again. ]
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There's a gleam in her eye that's akin to mischief when her hands tighten around Emily's waist, hefting her up against Andy for the brief moment it takes to hoist her on top of the nearby cabinet. It makes the vase of wildflowers teeter precariously, but Andy's more concerned with pressing in close, her palms warm on Emily's knees as she leans in to kiss her again. ]