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She bites her lip, nibbling on it, and I reach up plucking it from her teeth

“Don’t do that, you’ll bleed,” I scold

“I can’t believe you did all this,” she breathes “I don’t deserve you”

I tuck a piece of hair behind her ear “Don’t ever say that”

“Why not?” she asks, her voice slightly breathless Her eyes keep darting around the darkened bathroom like she can’t quite believe what she sees

“Because that makes it sound like you’re so from the truth I’ve never met anyone that’s more my equal than you”

Her lower lip trembles

“Are you going to cry?”

“Yes” She wipes a tear “I’” She looks up at ets her eyes and not mine They’re exotic and beautiful, unlike my brown ones “You make me happy”

That sends a pang to ood it is to hear that, sweetheart”

I want to h, and for all her days to be filled with joy for as long as I’m alive

Her laugh is music toit

I kiss her again, because I can’t help myself

Her lips are wary from a lemon, which makes me smile

Her hands creep underit easier for her to remove it