Heather sat snuggled up against Edward. The Scrabble game had been short-lived; after a week of no more than discreetly holding hands the prospect of curling up together was irresistable. They had made idle chit chat before falling silent a few minutes ago.
Then a thought struck Heather.
“How did you end up with a name like Edward Beck, anyway
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I love the bonding - and the snuggling.
“And what are you getting?”
“You. That’s enough.”
Awwwwww x 2....
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