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"That's so sweet."
(Zoop?)
She aimed a playful kick at his legs. "You're pushing it, Cael."
"That you do."
"So you like all colors?"
His jaw was resting on the palm of his hand as he supported his head on top of the arm of the couch. He really was fast asleep, his eyes closed,...
"Feel confident. I think you're cool."
"Storms are not generally to be loved."
"Mm. Okay. The primary colors."
He had fallen asleep in his clothes on the couch with his shoes still on, his head resting on his hand as he breathed slowly. He was relaxed, his...
"I don't think you're that bad."
"A terrible storm indeed," he agreed.
"Tell me more about you, Bee," he said quietly. "I want to know more."
She gave him a dazzling smile. "Nah, Gabe. You're my best friend, remember?"
"Are we in the storm now?"
He flushed slightly, running his hand through her hair. "We'll see..."
She rested her head under his collarbone. "I love you."
"God. That's annoying."
"The calm before the storm and all that."
"You can eat it. I'm not too pushy."
