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âMe? A man? Never.â Peter assured with a smile, happy to just see her smile and laugh despite the gloomy circumstances. It was one of Taylorâs best qualities that Peter loved to see. And he was now determined to keep it that way. âBut come on, how about we at least go do something to take your mind off all this? Whatever you want to do, name it. Itâs yours.â
âAnd thatâs what I hope to always hear.â Taylor laughed to his cocky comment. His next words left her just a bit quiet, as there didnât 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 wasnât possible... It was just a pretty dream. She cleared her throat as she spoke, keeping up the conversation. âHow about we... spray paint? Or shoplift? Or heck, whatever isnât legal cause thatâs the best fun, right?â












