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"But.." *** "Your awesome outfit."
"I don't even put any, I swear."
She raised an eyebrow. "I don't believe you. Besides, you always used to let me win."
"But Val..." *** She hesitated. "..Yes."
"How many drops, Eden?"
She moved to give him a quick kiss, before settling back and playing her turn.
"Yuh huh." *** "Years."
He pursed his lips, taking the bottle of vanilla. "I can tell. How much?"
She looked surprised, but grinned. "I love you too."
He paused for a moment. "But I will drive." *** "Years."
He did the same, his expression curious.
She nodded gently. "Don't worry."
He rested his head on her shoulder again. "I love you." *** She grinned. "For you."
"I wasn't expecting the question. I'll try it too, if it makes you feel any better."
She raised an eyebrow, reaching forward to brush his jaw. "It'll be alright, baby. Don't worry. Just trust me that everything will be fine, okay?"
He raised an eyebrow. " That's not fair." *** She smirked before jumping on him, wrapping her arms and legs around him.
He squinted, as if her asking that question concerned him. "Erm.. No. No you won't."
She looked thoughtful. "Don't worry. We'll figure it out. I'm sure she can eat small pieces of food."
"But there's no set destination!" *** She grinned. "Lovely."
"I disagree, but we'll see at the end of this. After we make the batter, we'll have to bake it." He paused, pulling out the spoon he used to mix...
