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"Whatever you say," He mumbled, growing cold.
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Kayla sighed and got up, walked to him, and laid beside him. She looked at him softly
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Gale pulled her to him, content. "Thank you," He says, voice barely above a whisper.
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He smiled at her word, pressing his lips very softly to her neck before pulling away.
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Kayla smiled a small smile, tipping her head back a fraction
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Gale saw her tip her head back, kissing her neck lightly once more.
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Kayla turned her head slightly and looked at him.
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"Sorry," He mumbled, pulling away.
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