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"No," she said quickly. "No. It was good. Nice."
"I know," he told her, "but you kissed me again."
She shook her head. "That's not true."
She blushed, her eyes wide as she pulled away. "Uh.. Wow."
He grinned brightly. "Great."
She chuckled. "As always."
"Yeah," she said. "I think you're pretty cool. I mean, you're nice and smart and funny and cute." She flushed slightly, looking down. "Yeah."
He kissed her cheek. "I don't mean to."
"Religion was trash anyways."
She smiled before pausing, considering her words. "You're pretty cool, you know that?"
He grinned. "I love you."
"Exactly," she said. "So now it's fact!"
"I regret my mistake," she told him. "I'm sorry."
He sat up, moving to wrap his arms around her. "I'm sorry, my love."
"Well, then I'll have to agree. That way it's pretty much fact."
She smiled slightly. "Can't we be nice to each other here?"
"Even if I take it back? Which I do?"
She grinned. "You think?"
She groaned. "Ugh. Let's just skip some rocks."
He looked to her pleadingly. "Please?"
