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In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
Phiona blushed softly the light of the fire casting a warm glow on them both. "I wish all men were at least half as romantic you." She muttered sweetly as she turned her head up and kissed his cheek. Being so close to him, his talking of the rest of time and their future together made her nervous. Though she wanted to be with him she worried that their visions of them being together were completely different. He was so passionate and could sweep her off her feet so easily she was worried they were moving so quickly that would be married and realize they knew so little about eachother they were practically strangers. "I hate childern, babies especially." She said bluntly deciding now was a best time as ever to discuss things about themselves.