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She squinted at him before throwing another snowball. "Instinct."
"I would," she replied gently. "We have to go, though."
He kissed her again, hips lips soft. "Please?"
"Yes you do," she teased. "To get the aim right."
She kissed his cheek. "That makes me happy."
"My make up birthday," he said. "Cause we missed the first one."
She grinned. "I just wanted to make sure you could see with all that snow messing up your glasses."
She grinned, and spoke after pulling away. "I love you so much. You know that?"
"Even on my birthday?" he replied, his tone coy.
Only one hit her, and she stopped for a moment, wiping snow off her hair.
She smiled, her eyes adoring. "Good."
He moved his hand to turn her head gently to him. "Positive?"
She threw multiple at him before pausing, leaning back to gather more.
She laughed. "That is exactly why."
"Are you positive?"
She grinned teasingly. "I did that."
She picked up some of her own, aiming to throw when she could.
He kissed her. "I apologize."
She rolled her eyes, then playfully bit his shoulder gently. "You be careful."
She moved back as it hit her, shaking her head.
