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"I suppose so.."
(I think so?)
She patted the spot beside her. "Don't be."
He rolled his eyes. "I can do that myself."
He took her hand, leading her back with a frown.
She smiled. "Oh, good."
He chuckled. "I tried to tell her."
He glanced back, his expression frustrated. "Let's just head back."
"Are you breaking up with me?"
He rolled his eyes playfully, eating with his free hand.
He pulled his hand away after a moment. "Do you feel better?"
She grinned. "It's love."
He sighed, taking it.
He sighed, his hand glowing warmly. "Let me help."
"And I'm blessed for that."
"No way. You've pea hands."
Sam turned to Eden, his thumb brushing the side of her head lightly. "Are you okay?"
"I know. I'm teasing you."
"Oh.. Diana, no. Peas isn't fashion."
Sam pulled her close, his brows furrowed. "I was just-" he cut himself off with a huff. "Fine. Fine. We're leaving."
