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i love you, alistair tremaine [ ! grins widely at him though her voice had dropped to a whisper. she always felt more vulnerable showing affection to him when they were alone especially since she was the far opposite when they were in public. she thinks its because it feels more real in private; she thinks he can study her more, too ] i had loads of charm, shut up [ ! continues to smile as she turns to slap him on the chest ] i confess my love all the time! i can do it nowâwho do you want me to call? ben? uncle tony? your mother?
i love you too, camila barton. more than you know. (/ presses his nose into her hair again, wrapping his arms around her tight again, and just appreciating the silence that surrounded them in that moment. ) yeah, okay (/ rolls his at the comment. pinches her nose between his thumb and finger when she turns to slap him ) alright, miss, you can stop picking fights. i trust you. (/ smiles softly, moving to adjust himself ) though iâm starting to cramp a little. can you move a little bit?














