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Cavedweller chapter 11 preview

“Happy birthday to youuuuu.”

Katniss rolls her eyes.

“Stop it Raven.” Katniss rolls her eyes and straightens Raven’s head. She hadn’t thought of what a chore it would be to cut a six year olds hair, especially if the six year old wouldn’t stop moving. How did her mother handle two daughters?

“You look like a monkeyyyy and you smell like one too!” Raven laughs at her own joke and twists her head to look at Katniss behind her.

“Raven, knock it off.” Katniss says, exasperated.

“You don’t have to snap.” Raven rolls her eyes and from across the room Peeta cackles until Katniss fixes her sharp gaze at him and the smile slides off his lips.

“I didn’t snap.” Katniss snaps.

“You’re just mad that Peeta didn’t make you any tarts.” Raven argues. Katniss forces her to look down and begins snipping away at her hair before she can start to wriggle away. Raven shoves the last bits of the tart she was eating into her mouth before hopping down off her chair to join Peeta. Sure she will be safe from Katniss as long as Peeta was there to smooth out her temper. Katniss isn’t amused.

“Fine, cut your own damn hair, the both of you.”

“Come on now, Everdeen.” Peeta says with a wink. He sets his drink down and reaches for her. “Don’t be cross with her.” He whispers, his breath warming the shell of her ear and sends sparks skittering down her spine. He doesn’t fight fair and they both know it.

“You can’t always coddle her.” Katniss admonishes weakly. He grins and reaches for her. His arms circle her waist and Katniss presses her face against his chest.

“It’s a special day.” He says. “You survived another year.”

Katniss can’t look at him so she presses her face against his neck.

“What are you going to wish for?” He asks with a smile in his voice. His hands are warm on the small of her back.

“I can’t tell you.” Katniss whispers. “It won’t come true.”

Peeta spins her and it makes Raven squeal with delight.

“I didn’t take you as the superstitious sort.” Peeta brushes the bangs back from her face and tilts her chin up to look at him. How can she still be shocked at how blue his eyes are?

“Yeah,” She says breathlessly. “And you're not a dancer.”

She tries to make her voice sharp and direct but he’s smiling and Raven is trying to sneak a cookie from the display case and for a moment Katniss is filled with so much emotion she fears she will burst.

She thinks she knows and worse still she thinks Peeta knows because his goofy grin has slid from his face and shattered on the floor and his adam’s apple bobs as he eyes her with an intensity she has never seen before.

“Katniss?”

It's like all the air in the room has disappeared as she stands stock still in the middle of the room, trying not to gasp like a fish.

She knows.

Yet the words won’t come. Not yet.