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She smiled, wrapping her legs around him.
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He grinned softly, glad to be in her embrace.
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"Y'know. . . we should do this more often." He mused
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"Yeah, we should," she hummed.
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"Never really ever got to do this, feels good to be able to." Max chuckled
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Kylie smiled softly, "You're such a good boyfriend, Max,"
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"Really? Even after cheating on you once, plain ignoring you after you had most likely the most traumatic event in your life, you think that?" Max asked, surprised.
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"No ones perfect, Max, but that doesn't make you a bad boyfriend,"
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"Hm, okay." He murmured after a moment, looking up at her. "Well I think you're the best girlfriend ever,"
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