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Morgan shook her head when he moved his hands, and grabbed his wrist before tucking them back up and under her shirt. "You're my boyfriend, Caleb," she laughed softly. "You're allowed to act like it," she promised him softly after a few moments. She settled down on his chest when when he pulled her down, and let out a soft breath. "Well, what's going on?" She asked softly.
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"Nothing" He said, his mind disagreeing. yet... He sighed, wanting to be able to just be normal for her and relax as if he wasn't scared for both of them. He wished he could be normal for her, think without worry, not read minds. He wished to know what she was thinking, but didn't break his ppromise no matter how tempted he was.
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