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“Yer so pretty.”
“No you are, my love.”
“Yer more.”
“You are prettier than me.”
“Not like to ya are.”
They gazed into each others eyes. Smiling before giggling.
“You know love, neither of us is going to win this.”
“Yeah?”
“No.”
“So we’re at an impasse aren’t we.”
“Guess so, doesn’t mean I don’t adore you any less, my love.”
“Neither do I.”
“So we’re call it a draw then, we both love and adore each other so much words aren’t gonna be able to convey those sentiments.”
“You are right my darling Zeb.”
“So what can we do?”
“Nothing I think except to dwell in this all embrace it to the fullest.”
“Kiss me my sweet.”
“Oh I will and do much more.”