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He couldn't help smiling, watching as the sun caught your hair and shined down on it, the bright light turning your face golden. He lowered his head, but you caught the glint of happiness in his warm brown eyes.
"What are you smiling at Blake?"
"Just the girl who looks like an angel, sitting right in front of me."
You blushed, cheeks crimson which made the older man smile again.
"You will be the death of me, Bell." And with that he laughed, taking your hand in his and placing a small kiss on it, lips soft and warm against your sun kissed skin.
