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He shook his head. "I'm your fiance. Shouldn't you consider my opinion?"
He grinned. "Cool."
She shook her head. "Nope."
"I'm not sure.. How do you think?"
"My face isn't weird?"
She frowned. "You better."
He stood up. "I will."
He glared playfully at her. "I don't look weird."
She glared at him. "You're mean. Now I'm definitely not sleeping with you.'
He took her hand. "don't jump off the roof."
"Nervous about what?"
She yelped, obviously fooled by his trick before she smacked his shoulder. "Jerk!"
He shook his head. "I think I'm okay."
He glanced at her, quiet for a moment before continuing with hesitance. "Probably."
She held tight, hoping she wouldn't fall if he let go.
"Jumping off a cliff isn't necessarily safe."
"Then why is all of their handwritring messy?"
She wrapped her arms around him tightly. "I promise nothing!"
"That doesn't sound like fun."
He pursed his lips as they approached the cafe, finding a parking spot. "Probably."
