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He kissed her back, brushing her hair. "I love you too."
She chuckled slightly. "I don't really.."
"That's the Cooper," he said, pointing to Val. "I'm the friend." *** "Wow.. really?
He smiled slightly. "Good.. That's good."
She laughed, but shook her head. "Thanks."
He sighed. "Fine." *** "It must be meant to be!"
He pulled her close, burying his face in her shoulder. "But it's okay now, right?"
She grinned. "You will? I mean.. I won't look nice because I don't normally wear dresses.."
He huffed. "I guess." *** "Yes!"
He hesitated. "You.. You wouldn't have left me, right?"
"Because I'd assume you wouldn't want to do it more than that.."
He frowned. "No.." *** She laughed. "Me too."
He sighed. "I know. That one was just.. really bad."
"But you'll slow dance with me one day, right? It can only be once," she said, pursing her lips.
He rolled his eyes. "Still." *** She grinned. "Built in weapons.'
He took a breath, giving her a kiss. "I never want to argue again."
She smiled, then cocked her head. "Does this mean you're good at slow dancing?"
He glared at her, getting out. "Rude." *** She grinned. "I like it."
His eyes were a bit teary now, but he shook his head, pulling his leg back. "It's okay.."
She laughed. "Work in progress."
