“Just maybe, he says. Always *so* surly,” another squeeze just to hurt him a little.

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( she grins up at him, her cheeks burning the way they always do when they talk about sex, but she didn't turn away, her embarrassment was his to enjoy. ) I'm also perfectly *pleased* by just the one of you.

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( trying to kick him gently under the table. )

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( the stupid pout is gone and her stupid smile is back. ) So if I call you handsome I can have my food? Hmmm...

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( she catches Valerie's eye and *quickly* looks back to k., straightening her back a little to push out her chest. you know, unconsciously, or whatever. ) Are we sure that's how restaurants work? I think they should be a ceasefire zone. We can fight after we've eaten, if we still want to.

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