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He buried his head into her shoulder. "Don't leave me forever again, okay?" he asked, his voice muffled.
"Well, I think you should," she said with a slight smile. "Because you're polite."
"I always thought it was the other way around," he said smoothly, his head tilting.
She rested her chin on his shoulder, sadly dropping her hands to hold his arm again. "Please forgive me?" she asked quietly, trying to keep up...
"I'm sorry I embarrass you," he said dramatically, raising his eyebrows.
"Or else I will never be able to forgive myself, " she said sadly, feigning her sorrow.
"Interpret it however you like, Abernathy." He chuckled. "Just saying."
She took his face in her hands, her touch soft. "No, you must forgive me!"
"Yep. I'm just saying, though. You don't have it. I wish you had it."
She stood on her toes, her eyes insistent. "I didn't hurt youuuu!"
"True," he said. "Its just a shame.. you don't have the ring anymore."
She got close to his face, pursing her lips. "Jaaaaaaaack! Look at meeee!"
"I know it is," he said flatly, resting his head on her shoulder again. "That's okay, though."
"C'mon, don't be like that," she joked, grabbing his arm. "I haven't done anything."
"It didn't sound like it," he said, raising an eyebrow, though there was a smirk on his face.
"Nah, I'm just teasing you." She chuckled, her head tilting.
"Seriously," he said. "Just kisses."
"Yeah, well, I just told you that you are a dirty liar." She crossed her arms.
"I understand. I wasn't going to do anything, anyways," he said, giving her one more kiss.
"Savez-vous ce que je veux dire quand je dis que je vous aime?" she asked calmly, her head tilting.
