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˖ ࣪ . ࿐ ♡ ˚ . ↪ closed for @sevcnminutcs ˖ ࣪ . ࿐ ♡ ˚ .
"no . . . i didn't hang multiple mistletoes around your apartment just so you'd kiss me all the time..."
❛ i don’t think i can fake being in love with you anymore … because i’ve fallen in love with you for real. ❜
@sevcnminutcs
It was supposed to be a quiet trip to the kitchen—just a glass of water before slipping back into Davina’s room. But the moment Olivia bumped into Ryder near the fridge, the tension that had been simmering between them all day snapped. Before she could think better of it, she leaned in, her lips meeting his in a soft, stolen kiss. It was fleeting but electric, enough to send her heart racing in the dark. Then came the unmistakable sound of a sharp gasp. Olivia’s eyes flew open to see Davina standing frozen in the doorway, and Olivia felt the blood drain from her face.
Triz was elated Beau had agreed to take a walk with her on the beach. It was one thing to have him back, another to have him back, and a whole other thing to be able to immediately do something together as a couple. She wasn't the kind of person that believed in signs, but it felt a lot like fate that the world had brought them back together. As Beatriz took his hand and laced their fingers together, she smiled up at him, "Is it weird that I always thought of you as my 'what if'? I guess some people call it their 'one that got away'." Kicking off her flip flops at the bottom of the steps from the restaurant, she left them with an array of shoes lined up and let her painted toes wiggle in the sand. "I would be cooking or baking, thinking about 'what if I just left town, maybe I'd see Beau again' or 'what if I started a restaurant in a big city and made a name for myself, would Beau come'... but at the end of the day I just loved this place too much to leave. Then here you are! It's like I wished you up or something." Blinking up at him she shrugged, "I hope you won't come to resent me for it."
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"no, i don't have christmas plans and i don't intend to. y'know, i hate the fucking holiday's."
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"you were the best, but you were the worst.. as sick as it sounds, i loved you first."
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"these rumors... it's all good news cause i'm on your tongue and it's just what i want."
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"are you prepared for this outing?" brow quirks as he turns to face the blonde, a teasing smile forming across his lips. "it'll be the first one of us being out as a couple," of course -- it was mere-fake, but still he didn't want her to feel any nerves.