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He nodded. "That we are."
"Just tedious, I bet."
She pursed her lips before going to smack his arm lightly.
"Great!"
"I shall see."
She smiled slightly. "Well, that's a good thing."
He squinted at her. "..Fine."
"I'm not scared at all. You've already done most of the planning anyways."
"It's okay," she murmured softly. "I understand."
"No way. I'm not backing down."
"Fine."
She adjusted so Aubrey was between them, resting her head on his shoulder. "That means a lot to me, you know.."
" They'll hate me! That's no good!"
"Hmm.."
"That is understandable." She sat next to him, Aubrey still in her arm. "I won't leave you again."
"Me!?"
"Yes. I will plan. The clothes, the location, catering.. Just never suggest anything so bad ever again."
She leaned down to kiss him. "You worried."
"No. No. No. They're all awful."
She patted his head playfully. "Not yet."
