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"It's a lovely house," he admired, craning his head back.
"He doesn't understand the concept of crushes."
"Your best friend?!"
"Yes, but there's been stuff now!"
He followed, reaching for her hand.
"A lot."
Her whole face brightened. "I am?"
"I think I might be too embarrassed to."
He looked down at Avice as if looking for confirmation that he had behaved correctly.
"Some might say she loves your hugs."
"Be your friend."
"Because things are... you know. Different."
He frowned, looking down at Avice. "It's possible," he said with a shrug.
"Really good hugs," Eli said slyly.
"What?"
She kissed the tip of his nose before turning back to the pancakes. "I'm not going to be able to look at you during class."
He shook his hand warmly. "Tuck Sparks."
"Right." "What are you guys talking about?"
"Hush," she said, shaking her head.
She laughed, stepping forward to kiss him deeply. "The stuff."
