"Never thank me because I can always do better." And I'll always do better if you let me. Are you going to leave me?
Lea smiled without wanting or being able to remedy her weakness.
“In peace? Never.
"That was what I wanted to hear."
"What else could I tell you?" My life is much more beautiful when you are in it.
What movie is that line from? Or is it from an Elton John song?
“The second.
"I think it's a good idea to move on to song choruses, because I wouldn't know how to respond to that if it wasn't with a Frankie Vallie…" She cupped her hands into a horn and yelled. I love you baby, and if it's quite all right, I need you baaaaaaby, to warm the lonely nights…!
Lea silenced him by covering his mouth and giving him an elbow with the fit of laughter lurking. He defended himself by curling up in the seat, looking at her with merry eyes. His amused childish smile made her heart race.
"I love you baby," she crooned
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