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"Everything, I guess."
She rolled her eyes playfully, her fingers hovering over his jaw. "I guess I'll forgive you. I did a pretty good job."
He grinned. "Will it ever be topped?"
He joined her, looking at the hotel. "Thanks, by the way."
She frowned at him, crossing her arms as tried to convince him she was hurt. "Of course. All that work and you insult me.. For your information,...
He chuckled. "Stress levels are through the roof."
He glanced at her, smiling slightly but saying nothing.
She nodded contentedly before gently wiping off where she shaved. "All done!"
"The perfect mix!"
He stepped in, leaning against the window as he closed the door.
"You might not think that. But you're cute to me, so like, you can't disagree with me on my opinion."
"I can worry for both of us. So can you."
He nodded, sighing. "Okay."
She stepped back and wiped the blade. "Yes, you."
He raised an eyebrow. "Still."
"Okay," he said softly, kissing her again. "Alright."
She laughed as she finished up. "You're pretty cute."
He smiled softly. "True. It's better that way, but you should watch yourself, too."
"Then what am I to you? Hmm?"
She continued, her eyebrows raised as continued, close to being done.
