Nixon Newell #7

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"Nixon, will you be my girlfriend?" I asked, my hands shaking as I looked down into her eyes.

"Yes," she giggled, wrapping her arms around my neck. I snaked my arms around her waist, pulling her in close to me.

"So I'm your boyfriend now," I chuckled, feeling her head bury into the crook of my neck.

"So I'm your girlfriend now?" She teased in response, pulling me tighter into her. "You have no idea how long I've wanted this."

"If you've wanted even half as long as I have then I reckon I have a good idea." Her hair covered my face, but I didn't mind, the apple scent was beautiful.

"I can't wait to show you off to everyone, and finally shut them up." I pulled back, perplexed.

"Shut them up?" I asked.

"Everyone's been telling me for so long that you and I should get together, but now, they don't have to." I finally nodded understandingly, hugging her back again.

"I guess it's only you and I who've been blind to what we have." She nodded, giggling against the bare skin of my neck.

"You know what they say, love is blind," I smartly replied back to her.

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