Emmeline sat silently, comfortable where she was a he seemed to struggle with what to say. With each word, each stutter, her heart pounded a little harder. Slowly she pulled away from him but only so she could look at him. She wanted to really see him so she could see if she could read between the lines.

Her features softened into a look of pure adoration as he continued to try and say what she longed to hear. Her heart ached, however, when he made his fears known. He didn't want to ruin anything when in all reality what he was trying to say was all she wanted to hear.

"There's nothing to ruin," she said softly, watching his facial features closely, "Because I love you, too."

A rush of heat ran through her once the word was said. She leaned in then, before he could ever respond to kiss him softly, almost as if she were sealing her words in. So that he'd believe them just as much as her own heart did.

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