"Darling, you told me a long time ago you wouldn't even say it about your family," he reminded her. Though, now that he'd met her father, that made more sense. "You wouldn't be you if you were spouting poetry twice a day."
He squeezed her hand. "Just ... I'm very happy to hear it, even once. All right?"
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Date: 2008-07-30 07:58 pm (UTC)He squeezed her hand. "Just ... I'm very happy to hear it, even once. All right?"