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The sentiment earned a muffled giggle from the woman, who had buried her face into his chest by then. After casting her gaze toward him, something of a wry smile tainted her rose petal lips. “Try harder, hm?” A chestnut eyebrow was raised, almost in jest, at his remark; although, she was more than willing to play along with it. She ran her thumbs along his collarbone before pressing another kiss to his lips.

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outofcharacter; I seriously can’t pick a flower. Oh I love the kind that actually are shaped the way people draw them. The white tiny ones. 

or or those weeds? weeds have pretty flowers.

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