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"I thought you loved me."
She blinked, looking up at him before nodding. "Of course, Row."
"Yes, you are."
"Poppy, c'mon."
She walked comfortably, feeling safer beneath his arm.
"You're complimenting me."
"Anything, I suppose.."
She nodded, resting her head against him. "I love you."
"Complimenting me!"
"I'm asking you!"
She looked around, her expression becoming nervous. It took her a moment to be able to stand again, getting dressed and pulling on the coat.
"Doing that."
"But.. We're alone.."
"Stop that."
"I'm wondering if you are."
"Why?"
"I am not."
"What for?"
She looked up at him. "You okay?"
"By telling me I'm distracting you."
