He hums. "For taking a chance on me last summer, and again when I moved back to college. For saying you'll marry me."
His voice is the merest of whispers, his eyes swimming with heartfelt emotion, a small smile on his lips as he adds, "I can't quite believe how I got so lucky..."
I give a quiet snort and murmur, "I think you got that backwards, sweetheart."
He quirks a brow.
Kissing his forehead, I whisper, "I'm the lucky one… that you'd ever want to be with me."
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Pssst guys, sorry to intrude on your sweet post-coital moment, but you are both very lucky...ok I'm gone you may continue whatever it is you were doing....please.
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