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Kylie giggled, kissing him again. |
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"Y'know, I think it's really funny how we met. Instead of 'oh we met on a trip' or 'met at a bar or cafe or resturant' we're over here like 'we got forced into a group project together and went from there'." Max chuckled. |
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Kylie giggled and smiled. "I wouldn't have it any other way," |
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He kissed her once more, heading back to what he needed to know. "Anyway, ring size,gold, silver or both, and your favorite gem, because honestly i've no clue any of them." |
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"Gold, Pink diamonds, and 6," |
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Max nodded, still grinning as he typed it in before stuffing his phone back into his pocket. |
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Kylie grinned, giggling happily. |
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He chuckled, kissing her once more. "Breakfast?"
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Kylie nodded, "My dad will make breakfast, he usually does," |
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Max nodded, flicking his gaze back out to the gorgeous sunrise dancing across the snowy landscape as a bitter wind blew softly at them. |
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Windy with Flurries
