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20 pages, ebook
First published December 4, 2010

“You need a lift to Wales, yeah? I didn't dream that?”
“Dream about me often, do you?” Merlin asks, grinning.
He grips the wheel to stop himself reaching over and trying to hold Merlin's hand.
"You've probably got his name written on the inside of your stats textbook.”
“I've got no such thing.”
“It's probably written in purple glitter pen.”
“I loathe you.”
“It probably says, Mrs. Merlin —”
Merlin texts back a smiley face, and really, there is no rational reason why that is so adorable, but that doesn't stop Arthur standing there, freezing his fingers off and staring soppily down at the screen
Merlin grins blooms slowly around his mouthful and Arthur's heart freefalls in his chest.