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"Petra, please."
She tilted her head. "I'm just teasing.. You don't have to leave."
"Well, I'm not complaining."
She looked at it with wide eyes before kissing him deeply.
"..No? Have you?"
"You're the worst."
"What does it mean, Briar?"
He relaxed. "I love you too."
She flushed, coming over to kiss him. "You think so?"
"Surprise me?"
"Oh my god."
"Yeah."
He chuckled. "Right."
She stepped out, her expression bright and playful. "How do I look?"
She leaned back, crossing her arms.
"No. How old do I look?"
"Flirting? What does that mean?"
"I can definitely say that because you're mine as well.
Tez had gotten dressed before poking her head out of the doorway. "Row?"
Her flush deepened. "Oh, is that so? Noted."
