“Is this your way of getting me to come over every single day once I get my own apartment in town?” He smirks. “No. This is my way of getting you to stay. Permanently. I don’t want you to move out.” “We can’t live together. We’re not even married!” He laughs. “Is that a necessity? Because I can amend that problem very fast.” I smack his arm. “Don’t joke.” “Who said anything about joking?” “You want me to move in with you? Like forever?” “Unless you have somewhere else to go, I think that’s what permanently means.” I roll my eyes. “You can’t be serious.” “I am.” “You’re crazy.” “So are you.” “I
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