Her stomach growled softly, reminding me that I still hadn't fed her. I got out of bed and lifted her into my arms, careful to keep her wrapped in the sheets so she would feel more comfortable. After all, we had only met today. I carried her to the table and sat down, carrying her in my arms. I wanted to keep her close to me, on my lap, in my arms. I pulled the tray toward us and lifted the place setting onto plates. They were plates of raw vegetables, cold meats, and cheeses. I selected a cube of cheese and brought it to her lips to feed her. She opened her mouth and accepted my offering, licking the tips of my fingers. She, in turn, selected a piece of cold meat and held it towards my mouth. I opened my mouth and caught her fingers between my teeth, nibbling gently.
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