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“And it didn’t even make me sad.”
“Give me two examples.”
“Beep.”
“I think you’re really cute.”
He shook his head slowly, but it was more in thought. His hands were shaking. “I’ve lost my partner and now apparently I’m subconsciously...
“It was really good.”
“You’re the weird one.”
“I think it’s sweet.”
“That’s true...”
He fell silent, looking at his hands again. “I haven’t talked about her in a long time.”
“Thank you for the cake.
“I’m not the one threatening to bite dirty.”
“Yeah.”
She gave him a sweet grin, trying to pinch his earlobe. “How do you figure?”
His brows furrowed and he seemed confused. “My... mom?”
He grinned, tucking her hair back. "I love you."
"Like what?"
"I'll call you Beep."
"I respect you," she said easily, reaching up to tug on his earlobe.
He sighed, looking down at his hands. "What did I do?"
