-¡Bájame pedazo de…!
-¡Emma!- grité riendo a carcajadas.
Scott baja con cuidado a Emma de su hombro, ella se tambalea unos segundos en lo que encuentra el equilibrio.
-¡Ya está la comida!- gritó Matt desde la cocina.
Scott y yo seguimos riendo y Emma resoplando peina su cabello pasando sus dedos por él.
-¿Q……
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