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"They're floral."
"Always," she teased. "Let's go."
"Me too," she murmured. "You're every thing to me."
He pursed his lips. "It's really not.."
She nodded with a laugh. "Yeah."
She wrapped her arms around him, turning her head into his chest. "Thank you."
He chuckled. "Only teasing."
She took it, a grin on her face as well. "You're cute."
He hesitated before speaking again. "And I'm sorry I'm stubborn. I'll work on that."
He frowned, putting them on. "I hate you."
She pursed her lips. "That works."
She smiled, turning to sit perfectly under his arm. "I love you. I really, really love more than anything."
"Okay, but you get the normal ones? No way."
She sighed. "Not helpful."
She looked up at him. "Really?"
He groaned, rolling his eyes. "You're ridiculous."
"That's indecent," she muttered. "I doubt I could throw together something here.."
She cocked her head. "What if we don't find anything like it?"
He squinted at the gloves. "Really?"
"But not able to go in public!"
