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She got out the raisins, setting them out before checking on the boys, coming back with furrowed eyebrows.
"Yes," he answered. "It is."
She looked at him with wide eyes. "Don't apologize," she told him. "That was great."
"Hmm," she murmured. "We shall do it to one of them, and put chocolate chips in the rest. That way he can't be sure."
"I know," he said. "But that's alright."
Her heart beat was fast, but she ignored it. She smiled against his lips, her hand reaching up to brush his jaw.
"Raisins?" she asked. "He would never trust either of us again!"
"Well you said it'd be better if I wasn't right all the time," he teased. "I needed a known fact."
She groaned, leaning back slightly. "I'll have to mark it up to the fact that you don't love me enough to kiss me."
"I'd bet a lot," she said with a grin. "Though he may mistake blueberry for chocolate chip on accident."
"You're very welcome," he said. "And to start, I will say something completely incorrect. Ahem. You are not a huge nerd."
"Just because I want a kiss?" she asked, feigning sadness as her lower lip trembled.
"Ah! Clever. Let's do that."
"Don't worry," he said. "I Will try to be right less."
She grinned. "A deal is a deal, Curnow."
"Should we add anything?" she asked curiously. "What do you think?"
"Don't I?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Ah! Now you have to do whatever I say and give me a kiss!"
"She is bad news," Eliza told her. "I'm glad you two are are happy together."
"You're a liar." He crossed his arms.
