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She considered it before leaning into him comfortably. "Okay."
Gray licked his face, clearly excited.
"I only speak the truth."
"It was, wasn't it?"
He hopped up, propping his feet on Gabe's chest.
He kissed her forehead before pausing. "Oh my God. We're getting married."
"Ass."
She squinted at him before shifting out of his lap, leaning against his chest. "I feel like that was a flirt."
Gray looked up at him, panting.
"Yeah. I just missed you."
"Oh, good. Thanks for clarifying."
She seemed confused. "That's impossible."
She nodded, kissing his cheek before heading in.
He looked down at her blearily before wrapping her arms around her.
"How would I know? I don't know your personality."
She looked confused, her hand to her head. "Doing what?"
"What kind of muffin?"
It took a while for him to wake up, but his eyes fluttered open, and he sat up tiredly.
He squinted at her. "You're mocking me."
She murmured, sitting up. "What... what happened?"
