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"Of course it is!" She grinned, obviously teasing. "You just have to do it."
He held her close, listening to the music thoughtfully as he kissed the top of her head.
A few minutes later, Landon stepped out of the cab, looking up at the building as he held tightly to the camera that hung around his neck. He...
"Well just don't feel bad," she said, joking as if it were the easiest thing in the world. "You have to go get stuff done."
"If I'm cute," he began, "then you're allowed to be cute, too."
Landon stood outside his hands in his pockets as he tilted his head at Callie with a crooked smile. She placed the scarf around his neck with...
She squinted at him. "If you don't work I'll feel bad."
He laughed. "You're cute too, you know."
"Jack," she said, tilting her head. "You can't neglect you job because of me."
"I'm cute?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
" Less boring when you're here," she said reassuringly. "Don't you have work to do, though?"
He grinned taking her hands. "Me too. It's very nice."
She squinted. "Except it's boring."
He placed his hands on her back. "Good. You're mine too."
"Yeah," she said with a quick nod. "A lot better."
He tilted his head. "That's what I was hoping to hear."
"No," she said softly, "I think I'll be okay."
He smiled. "Did I interrupt your reading?"
Her hand brushed his back. "I love you too."
He kissed her cheek. "I can stay up a bit longer."
