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"Do you think I'll be ready?" he asked.
"Do you think I'll be ready?" he asked.
She pinched her lips together. Supportive girlfriend or truthful girlfriend?
He sighed, shaking his head slightly. The silence was all the answer he needed.
Maybe a healthy dose of both? "I think, that you'll be ready when you stop psyching yourself out. It'll be tough, yes, but don't let that make you back down." She looked into his eyes, her gaze steady. "I think you'll look into that sonuvabitch's eyes and show him just how capable you are, right before you put him in the ground."
He blinked a couple of times and sighed. "Is that just to make me feel better?"
"No. It's the truth sprinkled with encouragement. I really do think you have the potential if you just apply yourself. And stop selling yourself short."
"Gotta quit acting like a badass and start being one, huh?"
She smiled slightly and bumped their noses together. "Yes, my love. You do."
He smiled with her. "I'll give it my best shot."
"Good." She kissed him lightly, pride swelling in her chest.
"I love you," he said. The statement was something he never thought he would've said so much.
"Anch'io ti amo," she purred in Italian, the meaning implied from the situation.
"I really need to learn Italian," he said, putting his lips out in thought. "I never understand half of what you say."
She grinned. "I love you too," she translated.
(This is so old, I forgot about it)
He nodded, pulling a face. "Probably should have known."
"Probably." She playfully patted his stomach and pulled back. "I say we go out to dinner before you leave."
"I'm not leaving right now," he mumbled, sitting up with her. "But sure. Where do you want to go?"
"Hmm," she tilted her head. "There's this restaurant that's neither fancy nor casual. Just kinda… nice. Now, it's nothing like McDonald's…"
"Do I have to get the suit out again?" he asked with a groan, referring to their date night.
She chuckled and pecked him on the lips. "No, my love. You don't have to go through that torture. Just some decent clothes should be fine. I, for one, am just wearing skinny jeans with a decent shirt."
He sighed in relief, a small grin on his face. "Thank you. I nearly suffocated getting the buttons."
(Runner's now a more badass Richard Waterson)
(lmao)
She snorted. "You're such a drama queen."
"Princess," he corrected. "Drama princess. There's a difference."
"Yes, that makes you even more dramatic." She winked at him with a laugh.
"Damn straight," he said, laying back down on his back. "You like it, though."
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