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She frowned, resting her head on her hand and watching him thoughtfully. “Why not?”
She looked up at him, her brows furrowed. “...I am? I thought you said Jared was.”
He fell silent again, an unhappy frown on his face. “I hope so.”
“I’m so lucky to have you.”
He laughed slightly. “Now this is interesting,”
“I will as well,” she told the waiter quietly.
“Oh, hush. It’s not like I’m your best friend.”
“Yeah,” he said, looking resigned. “Like practice.”
He murmured something, pulling her close.”
He gave her a small smile and hesitated before opening his arms. “Come over here.”
She glanced at him expectantly. “What are you drinking?”
“Yeah, but it was true then.”
“No, it’s alright. I need to get better.”
He found her mouth, pulling her close.
He raised an eyebrow. “Never?”
She sat next to him. “I love you too.”
She laughed, resting her forehead on his shoulder. “Wow. Conceited, much?”
He relaxed, slipping his hands in his pockets. “It should still be in the apartment.”
He moved her hair, kissing the side of her neck with a smile. “I love you.”
