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She gave him a small smile before resting her head on his chest, pushing against the wall to get a gentle swing going. “Good night, J.”
She looked down at him before lying down on her back next to him, looking over at him thoughtfully.
She grinned at him cheekily, raising one eyebrow. “Come on,” she said. “Let’s sleep.”
She gave him a small smile before kissing his cheek quickly. “You’re perfect, J,” she said affectionately. “Don’t worry. I’d tell you if you...
She frowned at this reaction, tilting her head. “Are you okay?”
She settled on the edge of the hammock, looking over at him with one raised eyebrow.
She went over to the hammock, setting it up before looking over at him, extending a hand to him.
She frowned, watching out the window cautiously. “Well, I’m staying here for tonight,” she said. “You’re welcome to stay as well.”
She raised an eyebrow playfully before glancing out the window. “It’s dark out. Did you walk here by yourself?”
She laughed, standing up and stretching, finishing her tea. “Well, luckily for you, I think you’re really sweet and cute and lovely.”
“No, this was very sweet. I love it,” she said easily, grinning at him before brushing her fingers through his hair tentatively. “I like you.”
“Yeah,” she said casually, shrugging playfully. “You just said it.”
She laughed, watching him curiously as a flush crossed the bridge of her nose. "I didn't expect you to be so forward about it."
She couldn't seem to stop smiling at him, resting her head on her hand as her bright eyes met his. "Yeah, Jaz," she said easily, reaching across...
She paused, watching him thoughtfully before a slow grin crossed her lips. "I see. That's really, really good, because I'm pretty fond of you too."
She blinked, looking at him with wide eyes. "You... you like me?" she asked, her brows furrowed in confusion.
She blinked in surprise, looking down at the clock with wide eyes before she grinned. "Jaz, this is so sweet!" she exclaimed, her fingers...
She raised one eyebrow, folding her hands with mock seriousness. "So... Jaz," she replied playfully.
She laughed, pouring him a mug of tea and opening a cupboard, pulling out some biscuits, setting them on a plate before going over to the table...
She frowned, studying him. “You okay? You look weird,” she said, walking over to the stove to pour him some tea.
