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Fang

I saw her blink slowly as the meaning behind my words finally began to sink in. Her mouth opened under my thumb, and she gave a startled little sigh.

I knew it was a lot to take in; it was a lot for me as well. I had fought against my growing feelings for her for weeks. But I was finally fed up with fighting them.

I liked her. Every hippy dippy crazy inch of her. And she liked me back. I knew that. Even when she was spitting venom at me.

Sure, it was a volatile relationship, but sometimes the best ones are. She drove me insane with her stubborn ways but they just made me want her more.

“Fang,” she finally whispered.

“Me and you together makes sense, Sunflower.”

She laughed, not a low happy chuckle, but great big belly laughs that filled the quiet room and caused whoever was in the room next door to hammer on the wall angrily.

“It makes no sense at all and you know it. We are totally different...”

I didn’t want to hear it, so I silenced her with my lips, pushing her back down i