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His hand grabbed onto the ledge, and they were able to begin getting down carefully.
"Let's not do this."
"So?"
"I like you a lot."
He rested back, keeping still.
He pulled her close, before slipping over the edge.
"Yuh huh."
He frowned. "Poppy.."
She grinned, watching him.
He pulled her close. "Love you."
He offered his hand.
"You're obsessed."
He hesitated. "We can fire back."
She nodded, reaching up and brushing his jaw with her hand. "It's okay."
"It is. I'm glad."
Gabe went to the edge, looking down. "Ready?"
"Peas."
Francis frowned, his brows furrowed.
She laughed. "Yes it would."
"True."
