“I Got You Babe” by Sonny and Cher. It’s Ian, calling me from the kitchen. I smile and reach over for the phone. “When did you have the time to change my ringtone?” “Last night after you drifted off. You were snoring.” I groan and sit up so my feet dangle off the side of the bed. “Tell me the truth—what’s the point of these songs?” “Haven’t you guessed?” “I think you just like to torture me.” “No. I’ve been trying to tell you how I feel.” I think back on the last few I can remember. I just thought they were cheesy songs. Now, I realize I should have read between the lines. “They were all love
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