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Peter's never felt anything better than Faith's lips. He sighs against her mouth, forcing himself to pull back enough to look at her. Her eyes are hooded, that thoroughly lovestruck look only he can bring out on her face.
"You are.. everything to me," he whispers, rubbing the tip of his nose against hers. "Did you know that?"
Faith laughs, his favorite sound. "Oh, I know." She says it with that confident tone he loves. Though, he loves everything about her, so he supposes that's not really saying much.
"Good." Peter's grin widens as he kisses her again. "Very good."