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He pursed his lips. "You.. are joking, right?" *** "I promise you it's not."
He kissed her forehead. "Go sit. I made tea, too."
She grinned, her thumb brushing over it. "Thank God."
"But you're joking?" *** "That's your opinion."
"Eh," he agreed, kissing her cheek. "Hungry?"
She looked down at him, pleasantly surprised. "I love you too.'
He frowned. "What?" *** "That's the greatest compliment I've ever recieved."
He chuckled. "They're easier than phones. Just press a button. As for the lipstick.. eh.'
She laughed slightly, sitting up and stretching. "Good."
"You.. love it!?"
"You thought I was a scary businessman," he teased. "Isn't that right?"
"Good," she told him. "What about you?'
"You like it?" *** She smiled softly. "I'm glad."
"You didnt like me either,' he said. "I love you too."
"Hi," she said softly, her voice husky from sleep. "Good morning."
"But you like iiit!" *** "Oh," she said thoughtfully. "Good.'
"Well, that too," he teased.
She smiled softly, her touch feathery as she brushed her fingers through his hair.
He cocked his head with a smile. "Awww, c'mon!" *** She squinted. "Was it not?"
"Then why are we getting married?" he asked quizzically, raising an eyebrow.
