[ it's the touch of his hand that finally lifts her gaze, and
Oh.
He really isn't laughing.
She musters a nod, wraps her fingers around his for a better hold, and this is still kind of embarrassing, but if it's not bothering him, she thinks maybe this is okay. ]
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Oh.
He really isn't laughing.
She musters a nod, wraps her fingers around his for a better hold, and this is still kind of embarrassing, but if it's not bothering him, she thinks maybe this is okay. ]
Of course I would. A year's a long time.