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"You're impossible. Then we won't go." |
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I sighed in defeat, draping my arm across my eyes as my throat worked, eventually speaking. "At least give me some options," |
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"She placed a kiss on his neck between each restraunt. "The italian place downtown...or that one nice one a while away..." She said, continuing to list them |
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The familiar brush of lips against my neck snapped my attention away from the resturants, not realizing I had tilted my head so she had more access until seconds after I did it. I--well, did my best to listen to the names but let's just say the kisses were...a smidge distracting. -Well i'll be damned, i'm about to agree to every single thing i'm asked---Shit, what was the one she just said?- |
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"Make a decision, love..." She challenged softly, working up to his lips |
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My throat worked as my mouth opened to say an answer, foolish as the words died in my throat. "Fuck.." I muttered, my voice breathier than I realized as I picked a random one. "The....the um, the second one, you...you said." |
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"Perfect" she said, pulling away from him. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" She teased |
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I let out a shaky breath, dragging a hand down my face nodding silently. "Not at all," I muttered |
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She giggled happily, triumphantly |
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"So we're going tomorrow, correct?" I asked, clearing my throat and hoping to move on from the moment. |
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Crisp, Clear, and Cool
