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"Oh, I get it," she replied seriously, taking his hand. "I wouldn't even believe the fact that you might want to just talk to me. So terribly...
She blinked, but laughed quietly. "Right. That's the only reason, I'm sure."
He nodded, kissing the top of her head softly. "Alright. You too, okay?"
She grinned, shutting the door. "Another goodbye."
She grinned, the smile bright and warm. "Great!"
He nodded in agreement, wrapping his arms around her. "Yes. It feels great."
She pursed her lips. "He's not home right now, but you don't have to."
"I know," she said. "I keep my promise, okay?"
He chuckled, resting his head again. "A bit, but no matter. Sleep is good."
She flushed slightly, but kissed him back, her hand resting on his. "I like you a lot, too."
She smiled warmly. "Then I wouldn't make fun of you. I promise."
"No need to apologize," he reassured. "I am too."
She paused, turning to look back at him with soft eyes. "Yeah?"
She brushed back his hair, kissing his cheek. "I'm not. Are you going to make fun of me?"
He kissed the tip of her nose, his expression soft. "Are you tired?"
She opened the door before turning to kiss him. "I'll see you."
"No, I won't," she reassured. "I promise I won't."
He kissed her hair. "I love you."
She glanced out the window. "Well, I've best get going," she said, kissing his cheek. "It was lovely."
She raised her eyebrows. "You won't go with me? I get it..."
