“I did it again, didn’t I? Ugh.” Gabrielle let out a groan. “I can never seem to stop myself from the word vomit around you. I’m sorry. It’s probably so annoying.” I shook my head, brushing a strand of her bangs behind her ear. “No. It’s cute. Don’t stop. I like when you ramble on and on to me about things you love.” “Oh.” She blinked at me. “Okay.”
