“Stop staring at me,” she says, as we dig into our breakfasts. “Never.” “I’m eating.” “I know. The way you have Nutella all over your chin?” “Yeah?” “Hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” I say, and she dips her spoon into the jar again. “You’re really going to finish the whole thing, aren’t you?” “Most important meal of the day. And—” She gasps as I lean forward, closing my lips over the spoon. “A thief. That’s what you are.” “You have to eat a banana now.” “So we’re just making up rules now? We’re just—” She smiles against my lips as I kiss her. Kiss her again and again and again. “You’ve got
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this. all of this.
