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He chuckled, running a hand over his face. "I hope they do, just...minus the scars...and...yeah." Gale breathed, starting to get that distant look on his face.
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She cupped his face. "Hey, the eyes. Your eyes. Your gorgeous, breathtaking blue eyes. I don't care about your scars or anything like that" she murmured softly, running her thumb along one
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He nodded, brushing his lips against hers.
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She kissed him back with a soft smile. "And don't forget it" she teased quietly
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"Trust me, I won't." Gale said with a grin, taking in her features.
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"I love you. But I'm getting pretty hungry so..."
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