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He wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her cheek.
He didn’t notice her slip, kissing her temple. “I like you too.”
“I’m fine!”
“For you, like and love have always been mutually exchangeable.”
Her voice sounded oddly strangled and falsely cheery. “Hey, Gabe. I’m sorry this is such short notice, but I don’t think I’ll be able to hang out...
“Let’s test your theory.”
“That’s not nice.”
“Don’t worry. Seriously.”
A small grin crossed her lips. “Love you too.”
Gabe’s phone rang.
“Great.”
“Smoky the Bear.”
“It’s alright. It’s not your job.”
She flushed, looking up at him. “I beg your pardon?”
(Zoop?)
“That’ll definitely happen.”
“We’re not ever safe,” he said quietly. “We just have to get used to that.”
She squinted at him before sighing. “Something like that.0
"You're very sweet.'
She relaxed slightly. "Thank you."
