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He frowned. "Told the truth, perhaps?"
She kissed his forehead. "No. It doesn't have to."
She leaned back, her hands folded. "I tend to make those." *** He frowned. "Still."
His voice was stern. "Poppy."
She grinned, looking up at the sky. "I'm not sleeping til I see a shooting star."
"Well. I think so." *** "I can get it," he said. "No worries."
"Poppy. Don't lie to me."
She brushed her fingers through his hair. "You think?"
She chuckled. "Less so." *** He stepped in. "Thanks."
"To protect me? Yes."
She smiled softly. " What do you mean?'
"I can tell you are!" *** "It didn't make me uncomfortable.."
"So I don't get hurt again."
Her hand brushed his jaw. "I love you too."
She got in, giving him a grin. "You're such a gentleman." **** "It doesn't make me unhappy!"
"Did you lie to Penelope?"
She moved closer to him, resting her head on his chest.
Her shoulder brushed his. "Well, thank you." *** He frowned. "Sorry."
She pursed her lips. "A little bit."
