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As they reached the end of the aisle, Dakota kissed him again short and sweet.
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Elijah returns her kiss. As he breaks away he wraps his arm protectively around her waist. "Ready for the cake cutting?"
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"Yes." She said, following him to the cake Edited at November 28, 2024 11:20 PM by Blue Diamond
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Elijah smiles as he was given the knife. He takes Dakota's hand, plaing hte knife in her grasp, wrapping his hand gently around hers
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She smiled at him as they cut the cake, taking a fork and giving Elijah some. She giggled as a little bit got on his chin
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Elijah licked his lips, not knowing he had frosting on his chin. He then offered her his own fork with a piece of the cake
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She ate the cake, hoping she didn't make a mess and giggled again.
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Elijah swiped his thumb across the corner of her lips, then licked the frosting off his finger
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She blushed for her sloppy ways, holding his hand and looking up into his eyes as cameras around them flashed. She leaned in and kissed him again
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Elijah held her close, deepening the kiss (gtg to bed now, gn)
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