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He shifted slightly, but didn't wake.
She grinned. "Does that mean I have to do it too?"
She grinned, sending back a snowflake. "Totally."
Francis had his arm around her, holding her close. Pieces of hair fell in front of his face as she buried his nose in the her hair sleepily.
She looked at him, her eyes wide with playful affection. "I love you."
She pursed her lips. "That is true."
(Yep!)
" But the truth is in my actions," she told him, moving to kiss hiss forehead. "And I never even said that I hate you. I love you."
It was simply put 'Cal' with a heart that was obviously added as a joke.
He raised an eyebrow, then turned to his own thing. "Okay.."
She squeezed him tight. "I could never!"
She nodded, picking up the phone and entering the passcode before adding her contact and handing it back. "Here you are."
"Whatever," he said. "Do you want me to start on some more food?"
She kissed his cheek. "I am not!"
She thought for a moment, then nodded. "I think I can. Do you want to exchange numbers just in case?"
"Hm." He smirked. "Fine."
She grinned brightly. "Nuh uh!"
She shrugged. "I have a pretty flexible schedule."
"Or a nice matching color?"
She kissed his jaw. "Sorry babe."
