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Wed Feb 4, 2015 05:58

Three words never seemed so important and they weren't even the ones that all the stories made such a big fuss of. It didn't matter. They had come from her lips, in her voice and she meant them. That was worth all the times she'd poked him with a stick and called him Smarty-Hardy.

"And I like you," he breathed.

  • Happiness is winning - Grace, Wed Feb 4 05:40
    She shifted, one of her hands finding one of his and linking their fingers. He was here, she was safe and happy ( she hadn’t realized she’d been unhappy until now). Outside, she knew, things would... more
    • Like - Leo, Wed Feb 4 05:58
      • Later - Grace, Wed Feb 4 06:28
        She moved once more, to nuzzle at his neck and curl up against him. She'd been about to ask him what they did now, but his breath, warm and steady against her ear suggested now was not the time for... more
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