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“Me? A man? Never.” Peter assured with a smile, happy to just see her smile and laugh despite the gloomy circumstances. It was one of Taylor’s best qualities that Peter loved to see. And he was now determined to keep it that way. “But come on, how about we at least go do something to take your mind off all this? Whatever you want to do, name it. It’s yours.”
“And that’s what I hope to always hear.” Taylor laughed to his cocky comment. His next words left her just a bit quiet, as there didn’t even need to be a thought for what Taylor wanted Peter to do and that was love her - see her the way she saw him. But of course, that just wasn’t possible... It was just a pretty dream. She cleared her throat as she spoke, keeping up the conversation. “How about we... spray paint? Or shoplift? Or heck, whatever isn’t legal cause that’s the best fun, right?”













