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“Love you,” I whisper against his lips. He lets out a small, happy laugh, looping his arms around my neck. “Again.” “I love you,” I tell him, pulling him up. His legs circle my waist, and I hold him to me. I hold him as tight as I dare. “I love you, too, Ellis,” he whispers against my neck. “I’m so ridiculously in love with you, you’re going to get sick of hearing me say it.”
To Catch a Firefly
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