Fingers brushing idly along the nape of his neck, Meredith kisses him again before she lets her head fall back. As much as she approves of his plan, she still feels compelled to ask, "You're sure you're up to this? Doesn't exactly fall under the category of resting." She wouldn't have gone along with it this far if she didn't think he'd be fine with a certain degree of caution, but if he's not feeling well today, she needs to know.
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