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He raised his eyebrows at Poppy. "Popwate?"
"Stop it."
She wrapped her arms around him. "Stay.."
"All night."
She hurried over and grabbed his hand. "Rowaaaan!"
He picked her up. "Do you want poplate cake?"
"I have a boyfriend. You willingly held my hand all night."
"Noooo!"
She washed her plate off with a heavy sigh. "You will only kiss me once."
"I'm happy to see you too," he said warmly before looking down at Diana. "And you!"
"You have a crush on me."
She sighed, taking her empty plate and standing. "Not all, apparently."
"..Grocery shopping?"
She rolled her eyes, a small smile on her lips. "You're the one who came to me.'
"But you don't want to."
He wrapped his arms around her. "Looks like we didn't have to wait as long as usual."
She pursed her lips. "Sorry for staring."
"You don't like kissing me that much?"
Francis was behind her, his eye bright with delight. "Fancy seeing you here."
"I was zoning out."
