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"I wouldn't say that so hastily, Princess. You already have doubts."
She looked up at him for a moment before slipping her arms around his neck and burying her face in his shoulder. "We just need to keep you...
"Well, I need to know who you might leave me for," he said reasonably. "Know thine enemy, you know?"
"Yes," she agreed before her voice turned playful. "But I am fast."
"I'm serious, Princess. You're into a guy who you met during a theft."
She considered this before sighing, reaching up and cupping the back of his neck gently. "We can finish this, I think. You and I."
"You don't seem to mind a lot," he replied playfully.
She frowned, rubbing his chest gently. "Do you think they will?"
He considered it for a moment. "About another day or so," he said apologetically. "She's far away from me. I can't have her close." He paused...
She blinked, but shook her head as if to clear it. "We'll come back to that. The point is, Abel, is that you can do whatever you want to....
"I know my sister," he told her playfully, stretching his arms.
Her flush was immediate and widespread and she looked up at him with a bit of awe. "You kissed me."
"She's going to love you too," he assured her. "Duh."
She laughed, pointing at him. "See? Right there. Your response to being embarrassed is to compliment me. Who does that?"
His arm was over her shoulder and he spoke quietly. "Alyssa is 19," he told her. "She has one more year of school before she becomes a...
She considered him. "You're brilliant, first of all," she told him softly. "You're tactical and clever, and..." Her pointer finger traced over...
They were on the train as night fell and Ferris was sitting by the window, their luggage by their feet.
Her brow furrowed and she reached up, holding his face in her hands. "Don't say that. You have the world going for you."
(Zoop?)
She laughed a little, reaching up and running her fingers through his hair, a dark lock slipping between her fingers. "Well, it doesn't make...
