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He raised an eyebrow, rolling his eyes teasingly.
She brushed off the snow. "I am denying it right now."
She turned her head, kissing from the corner of his mouth to his jaw. "You're the greatest thing."
He sighed with a bright grin, stretching his arms. "You're too much."
She couldn't help but laugh, turning and sitting in the snow, lying back. "Or not."
"I love you too," she replied softly. "I love you, Jack Curnow."
He laughed. "You're ridiculous, you know that?"
She raised an eyebrow nervously. "Well, what do you think it is?"
She smiled, before leaning forward and kissing him deeply, her arms wrapping around his neck, her fingers running through his hair gently.
"Right," he agreed. "Like a pleasant surprise!"
She shrugged. "Same reason, I guess."
She took his hand, carefully tying the twine around his finger her eyes thoughtful. "And you?"
He shrugged. "I'm not sure."
She laughed. "I guess so."
"Do I?" she asked with a smile. "If I do then.. I do."
"Or a beach?"
She nodded. "Yeah. I thought you never had a problem with leaving, though."
She grinned, nodding with a hint of excitement. "Okay. Do you want to go first?"
He wiped his face, then patted Tom's head. "Yep. To anywhere. A desert."
She paused. "You dodged my question."
