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We kept going like that, back and forth, me snapping stuff and him firing right back but always gentle, his hand finding my thigh two more times until I stopped flinching and just leaned in every time. "You're impossible," I said at one point, shoving the empty plate away and stealing the last of his toast. "Acting all sweet after I basically ruined the whole night with my drama queen exit." He laughed and bumped my shoulder. "You didn't ruin anything. I liked holding you. Still do." I rolled my eyes but my face got hot and I couldn't look at him. "Yeah yeah, save the greeting card lines for someone who buys that crap. I'm just here for the free breakfast and maybe round two later if you stop being so… you."
