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The way she leaned against him as they sat together and linked her arm through his; the way she looked at him, like he was the only bloke in the world and he was damn lucky to have her.
Those hands that had cradled her face softly, cupping her cheeks and looking at her like she was the only girl in the world, with his smile, and eyes bright, then closed when they’d kissed.
Those hands that had cradled her face softly, cupping her cheeks and looking at her like she was the only girl in the world, with his smile, and eyes bright, then closed when they’d kissed.