《You》

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Sophie braced a hand against Keefe's chest, feeling his heart beat beneath her palm. His lips curved into a smile against hers.

"What?" she asked, leaning back to study him. His eyes were glinting in the moonlight.

His hand grasped her waist, pulled her against him. "I was just thinking," he said quietly, kissing her cheek.

Sophie wrapped her arms around his neck—he was never close enough—and nestled her face into the crook of his neck. He was so soft and warm. She wanted to bury herself in his cape, let his scent surround her. She wasn't sure if it was cologne or something else. But whatever it was she loved it. It was quickly becoming her favorite thing. She kissed the dip of his throat before she whispered, "About...?"

"You," he whispered into her hair, his hand now stroking gently up and down her back. "And how much I love you."

Sophie smiled. "I love you too."

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