Emma Jean wrapped her arms around his neck, opening her mouth to deepen their kiss. She moaned while pressing her body against him. The two of their tongues battled for supremacy, they were pilled out of their own little world when someone passed by with a whistle. They stared in each other’s eyes; Emma Jean spoke first. “Perhaps we should go ahead and tell mom. I’m sure she would be happy to know we’re a couple.”“More like, excited to know you listened and humbled yourself to being with me.”She pushed him away and scoffed. “Are you implying that I was a brat before? A snob?”He kissed her forehead. “Not at all, just a scared little woman that didn’t want to be happy.”“Says the man that wanted to destroy my father’s legacy.”“… Yeah, well we both had our hang ups and accepted each other.”“Yeah, we did. I’m happier now than before.
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