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She pursed her lips. "That's bad, I think. I'm sorry."
He nodded. "Me too. And it's near a peak."
He shrugged. "It's crazy, I know. Honestly, I'm too scared to argue with her."
She sat back, lifting her shirt slightly for him. "Thank you."
He laughed, but nudged her slightly. "Seriously, though. Where at?"
He seemed uncertain. "I mean.. okay, I guess."
She nodded, before moving off his lap. "Then can we lay down after?"
He grinned at her, kissing her cheek. "If you had to pick, though."
His eyebrows furrowed. "Are you certain about this?"
"It's okay," she told him soothingly, rubbing his back in hopes of getting rid of any tension.
He smiled slightly. "Where would you prefer to live?"
He sputtered, but kept his voice low. "W-What!? Are you insane?"
She kissed his cheek, her eyes loving, but worried. "It's okay," she said quietly, unsure what else to tell him. "I understand."
He looked around before giving a nod. "I would. How about you?"
Landon joined them hurriedly, checking his watch as he sat across from them. "I apologize if I kept you waiting.."
Her hands brushed gently through his hair. Her eyes were concerned, but she knew he wouldn't be able to tell. "Did he deserve to see?"
He chuckled. "Maybe."
Landon kissed Callie neck as she sat in her chair, wrapped in a thick blanket. She was hunched over fabrics, and Landon shook his head. "You...
"Don't be sorry, baby," she said softly, wiping the tears for him. "It's okay. I know today isn't the best day. It'll be okay, though." She kissed...
He smiled. "Good. I think it will look fantastic."
