"Well, you know, like trivial worries that people from Universes that actually exist have, those would be nice. Worrying about opening your closet and finding the Prince of Darkness? No thanks. I'd like trivial for our kids." That had been the goal, when she'd gotten involved the first time. And now? Now she was working with Loki. Something she wouldn't have ever done under normal circumstances.
Sarah found comfort in sinking her fingers into his soft soft curls. "Or you know, I'd be fine with a cabana in Havana. With the occasional trips to Mexico." She'd been in love with him before then but that week pretending to be his wife, that had been one of the best of her life.