“Kiss me,” I tell her. She frowns a little, but I can tell already her resolve is paper thin. “What?” “Kiss me,” I shrug. “You’ll feel better.” A hint of a smile appears on her mouth. “Will I just?” I nod. “You will.” “Come on,” I say and poke her in the ribs. “It’s what we used to do if we were fighting and about to go out—” She shakes her head. “No, it’s not. We stared at each other.” “Staring, kissing—” I wobble my head side to side. “Stare at me and see if it doesn’t end in a kiss anyway.” She stands on her tip-toes and presses her lips into my cheek. I turn my head so our mouths meet and
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They're kinda....cute
