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"No, you." *** "Probably not."
"I love you too," she murmured, running her hand through his hair."Sleep."
"No.." *** She shrugged. "Perhaps."
She sighed, moving to kiss his forehead. "I'll always try to fix it.."
He nodded, putting an arm around her. "Sounds good."
"My body?" *** She gave him a kiss. "Let's go see your gift."
"I shouldn't break your heart, baby. It is a bad thing."
She would hear a loud clatter. "Gah!"
He kissed her cheek. "You won't?"
He flushed. "Huh?" *** "Perhaps."
She looked down. "I'm sorry."
He pulled away in a panic, his eyes wide as he left the room to find something that might help.
"I am, but I think we can squeeze it in."
"That's good." *** "I think so."
She hesitated. "No, I'm not. I hurt you. I didn't really like that. I assumed you didn't want me here right now."
He pulled her close, his brows furrowed. "Eden? Sweetheart?"
"I'm not," he said warmly. "We should go on a date."
"I do!" *** She smiled slightly. "I like when you hold me."
"To my room," she murmured. "I'm sorry for hurting you. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry. I love you."
He cursed lightly, picking her up gently and taking her to his bed, laying her down with care. He got a cloth, dabbing at her forehead gingerly.
