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CHRISTOPHER
Wanting things to feel nice and normal, the dinner we’d made set the tone. After eating, we washed the dishes side by side, her washing, me drying. As boring a chore as that is, I had to say that I’d never been more entertained.
Emma made me happy just by being near me. “I noticed that you ate every last piece of the steak.”
“You were right! What can I say?” she said with a shrug.
“I guess that shows you can trust me even more now.” I nudged her with my shoulder, feeling some heat rising up inside of me.
She stopped what she’d been doing to look at me with serious eyes. “Christopher, I trust you completely. That was never in question.”
“Good.” I pecked her cheek. “You should. I wouldn’t ever hurt you, Emma.”
“I believe you.” She smiled at me then added, “I wouldn’t d
