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She laughed, kissing the base of his thomroat before pulling away. “I should put on a shirt...”
“So you did have a picnic with him?”
"*squee!*. You're right."
"I haven't messed up, right?"
There was still one of the many daisies that had been in her hair earlier still tucked under a blonde lock and she tucked the stray hair behind...
"I will leave you forever."
He beamed, squeezing her hand. "That's good, right?"
She laughed deeply, her hands on both sides of his jaw. "I sure love you, Sam..."
"I swear to God, Zad."
His whole face brightened. "You're not just saying that?"
She laughed breathily. "Ass," she murmured, resting her forehead against his.
"Sh! My reputation!"
"You do?" he asked, hope rising in his face.
She slipped her arms around his neck and kissed him again.
"What? Never."
"I feel like I'm being awkward."
She beamed, giving him that special grin that was reserved only for him. "C'mere."
"You hope incorrectly."
"Sorry. I'm nervous."
She laughed deeply, lying back down and looking over at him. "You make a very good argument."
