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"It can be."
"Not so much of a secret anymore."
He chuckled lowly. "Now that's not true.. I'm lucky to be with you."
"I'll always love you. You're stuck with me now."
She grinned, her hands resting on his back as her voice sounded softly in his ear. "I love you. I love you, Arlo."
"Of course I love you," he said, his voice confused. "Why wouldn't I?"
"That you don't like compliments. I would love you either way."
She looked up at him with curious eyes. "I love you.."
"You questioned me," he replied. "I had to make it clear."
"I should have known better anyways."
She glanced at him, quiet for a moment before kissing his cheek. "I love you."
"All of it is real," he assured. "I love you so much."
Her fingers lightly touched his jaw before she gived him a big kiss on the cheek. "It's okay. Don't worry about it. I love you."
She squinted at him. "Tell me!"
"None of them, yet. Most of the time you're speaking with me in person."
She hesitated, a guilty look crossing her face. "I'm sorry."
"I'm not sure. You're the teacher here. You suggested it, so tell me."
He grinned adoringly. "Not this time."
"Hmph. You just want me to stop talking."
She cocked her head. "Well, what?"
