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He frowned. "That's a maybe."
She smiled at him. "I won't."
She pursed her lips. "We can do it."
"Depends on the request."
She laughed brightly, folding her hands. "That'd be pretty bad."
She raised her eyebrows. "Oh boy."
He squinted at her. "Maybe not anything."
She got in, her brows furrowed. "I trust you, but the curiosity is killing me."
She laughed slightly. "And how are we going to get into that?"
"Does it now?" he asked curiously. "How so?"
She kissed his cheek, feeling comfortable under his arm. "Yeah, yeah. I know."
"An event? Like what?"
He sighed, his hands coming to her waist. "Probably."
She squinted at him, but sighed as she crossed her arms. "Alright. Lead the way."
She turned her head slight, resting her hand on his arm. "We are? When?"
He kissed her cheek. "You have an unfair power over me."
"Trust and honesty!"
She laid back, staring up at the ceiling. "How was your work?"
"Is that a bad thing?" he asked softly.
"That's mean," she teased. "Relationships come from honesty."
