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| Game Day Fever |
| Game Day Fever |
“I’m ‘serious’,” she protested. “I don’t know ‘what’ I was thinking with half the stuff I gave you. I think I -
“I’m ‘serious’,” she protested. “I don’t know ‘what’ I was thinking with half the stuff I gave you. I think I -
Catching his face in -
Catching his face in -
Thankfully, she’s not. But she knows that won’t save her from him telling every expression on her face.
“My -
Thankfully, she’s not. But she knows that won’t save her from him telling every expression on her face.
“My -
| Game Day Fever |
| Game Day Fever |
She grins, not even sorry because that was an entirely different situation. ‘Kit’ thought they were something that they weren’t. And yet, Skye would ‘still’ claim to be her first ever date.
“Actually you’re the first ‘ever’ to make me realize how bad at gifts I am. -
She grins, not even sorry because that was an entirely different situation. ‘Kit’ thought they were something that they weren’t. And yet, Skye would ‘still’ claim to be her first ever date.
“Actually you’re the first ‘ever’ to make me realize how bad at gifts I am. -
She pushes -
She pushes -
Playfully, the girl tapped his cheek, “Come back from France for me, though. I’m ‘okay’ but I’m not ‘finding my way to the Eiffel Tower on my own’ okay.”
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Playfully, the girl tapped his cheek, “Come back from France for me, though. I’m ‘okay’ but I’m not ‘finding my way to the Eiffel Tower on my own’ okay.”
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Grinning, practically from ear to ear, she tilted her head just enough to kiss him, “Chaque seconde.”
| Game Day Fever |
Grinning, practically from ear to ear, she tilted her head just enough to kiss him, “Chaque seconde.”
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Because, of course, she’d gotten ‘better’ at French. Even if it wasn’t perfect.
Snickering as she pulled a hand to his face, her thumb grazing over his -
Because, of course, she’d gotten ‘better’ at French. Even if it wasn’t perfect.
Snickering as she pulled a hand to his face, her thumb grazing over his -
“I’m oblivious to a ‘lot’ of things, but it’s kinda ‘really’ hard to miss when a boy smiles ‘that’ big while spouting off fluent French like he’s showing off. And that was day ‘one’.”
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“I’m oblivious to a ‘lot’ of things, but it’s kinda ‘really’ hard to miss when a boy smiles ‘that’ big while spouting off fluent French like he’s showing off. And that was day ‘one’.”
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Her fingers kept on tracing idle patterns against his skin as she shook her head, “I ‘don’t’ believe that.”
Shifting just slightly closer to him, while trying not to elbow him or anything like that, she lightly -
Her fingers kept on tracing idle patterns against his skin as she shook her head, “I ‘don’t’ believe that.”
Shifting just slightly closer to him, while trying not to elbow him or anything like that, she lightly -
As she often does.
To her, it takes her a while to resurface, though it’s probably only milliseconds in real time.
“Okay, I ‘like’ -
As she often does.
To her, it takes her a while to resurface, though it’s probably only milliseconds in real time.
“Okay, I ‘like’ -
| Game Day Fever |
| Game Day Fever |
“Not just for what I said, or how I said it. But that it made you question for even a -
“Not just for what I said, or how I said it. But that it made you question for even a -
Then, she moved to stretch along the couch with him. Obviously ‘not’ to disturb his heated blanket, as she stayed on the outside of it.
A smirk tugged at a corner of her lips as she raised her hand, tracing a half heart on the side of his face.
“I ‘am’ sorry, baby. -
Then, she moved to stretch along the couch with him. Obviously ‘not’ to disturb his heated blanket, as she stayed on the outside of it.
A smirk tugged at a corner of her lips as she raised her hand, tracing a half heart on the side of his face.
“I ‘am’ sorry, baby. -
“Okay, so if a massage won’t help you, what ‘can’ I do that will?”
| Game Day Fever |
“Okay, so if a massage won’t help you, what ‘can’ I do that will?”
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Though she tilted her head as she watched him, it was the ‘unlike you’ comment that pulled a snort from her.
“Annnnd he comes right back with it,” she laughed before setting on plate on his coffee table. Getting up from the sofa long enough to -
Though she tilted her head as she watched him, it was the ‘unlike you’ comment that pulled a snort from her.
“Annnnd he comes right back with it,” she laughed before setting on plate on his coffee table. Getting up from the sofa long enough to -
| Game Day Fever |
| Game Day Fever |
It was the pained grunt that did her in, her gaze softened when he stretched out on the couch. Leaning over, she hummed a soft ‘Mhm’ before kissing his cheek.
“Something like that,” she chuckled softly, kissing his cheek again. “Are you gonna let me help you, ‘or’ you -
It was the pained grunt that did her in, her gaze softened when he stretched out on the couch. Leaning over, she hummed a soft ‘Mhm’ before kissing his cheek.
“Something like that,” she chuckled softly, kissing his cheek again. “Are you gonna let me help you, ‘or’ you -
Though she watched him move around his room, which wasn’t exactly ‘moving around’. Of course, she moved aside so that he could pile himself back on the couch, but the girl was back at his side like she’d -
Though she watched him move around his room, which wasn’t exactly ‘moving around’. Of course, she moved aside so that he could pile himself back on the couch, but the girl was back at his side like she’d -
She laughed at the memories suddenly flooding, “Obviously, I’m just going off of vibes, but that boy has a ‘Skye’ vibe if I ever saw -
She laughed at the memories suddenly flooding, “Obviously, I’m just going off of vibes, but that boy has a ‘Skye’ vibe if I ever saw -
| Game Day Fever |
| Game Day Fever |
For a second, the girl almost chimed in to jokingly say that she would in fact ‘not’ be sharing her plate with him. But that lie, joke or not, could be sniffed out a mile off.
Chuckling and shaking her head, Kit patted the seat on the couch next to her, “Nah, it’s -
For a second, the girl almost chimed in to jokingly say that she would in fact ‘not’ be sharing her plate with him. But that lie, joke or not, could be sniffed out a mile off.
Chuckling and shaking her head, Kit patted the seat on the couch next to her, “Nah, it’s -