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"Hm. How fancy should I be?" she asked playfully, resting her head on her hand. * * * "You gave me bacon as a dog."
She nodded, resting her head on her hand. "What's the name of the place?" * * * "Is that so?"
She nodded slowly, looking thoughtful. "Okay. Then, if we don't have a reservation to make, let's meet an hour after work. Is that okay?" * * *...
She paused, tilting her head. "Well... where are we going?" * * * He kissed her back, his hand resting on her waist.
She tilted her head. "Are we leaving from here?" * * * "Oh, good," he said, his shoulders sagging with relief. "That'd be embarrassing."
She looked up at him, tucking her hair behind her ear. "Yes?" * * * He pulled away, frowning. "Do I taste like bacon?"
That Friday at the end of the workday, Beck was frowning, scratching some things off a list. * * * His hand reached down and he tipped her head...
(Zoop?) * * * "Oh. That's why you're sorry? Not because the kiss was bad?"
"See you soon," she replied, unlocking her car and getting in. * * * He squinted, tilting his head. "Then why are you sorry?"
She gave him another smile, tucking his hair behind his ear for a moment before kissing his cheek lightly. "I should go home..." * * * He...
A small smile crept across her face. “Friday. Okay.” *** “You kissed me?”
She looked a little surprised, her hand on his chest. “Really?” *** He glanced over at her, frowning. “When?”
She fixed his collar with a frown. “Well, no, but Levy... you haven’t asked me on a date. So we’re not dating.” *** He looked amused. “You’re...
She paused, eyeing him, her thumb brushing his lips. “...well, yes. We’re not dating, are we?” *** “Why was I out? What is this meat on the...
“Right?” she asked, her hand on his neck. “Am I misdefining this?” *** He jerked his head up before hurrying over to her, embracing her. “I...
She paused, watching him. “So... we’re friends that kiss.” *** He was pacing the room, his hands running through his hair.
Her hand cupped his jaw and she considered him. “Hm. I think you might be biased.” *** Gideon woke as well. He sat up, looking bewildered...
Her nose brushed his and she watched him with wide eyes. **** (Yoop!)
That empty ache he had been feeling ever since she withdrew from him warmed slightly, filling his chest. She moved closer to him, still kissing...
She looked surprised before leaning forward and kissing him, her hand against his chest. *** He sneezed before lying his head down.
