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He joined her, wrapping his arms around her.
"Nope."
"I know you're not," she said stubbornly. "But I worry."
He nodded, kissing her cheek. "Of course."
"You're proud?" She raised an eyebrow. "This is a strange thing to be proud over."
She smiled at him warmly, kissing his jaw. "Are you hurting? Should I change the bandages?"
"Anything is okay."
She nodded slowly, watching the table thoughtfully.
He relaxed under her touch. "I love you."
"Well.. Yeah."
She nodded, smiling slightly. "I do."
She nodded wrapping her arms around him.
She nodded slowly. "Yeah."
"I thought you were breaking up with me.."
She blinked before shrugging. "Your eyes light up when you talk about her," she said plainly. "It was a sigh of relief. Because I'm glad you like...
He held her close. "I've missed her."
"I am not."
She returned the gaze. "Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?"
A grin broke across his face and he went to pick her up.
She glared at him. "You said you wouldn't."
