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[She was going to let that kiss going on as long as possible, wrapping herself up in him and getting lost. When the kiss finally broke because she had to breathe, she pulled away just enough to break the kiss and rest her forehead against his shoulder. Her hand was still against his chest. She could feel his one heart pounding beneath her hand. Tears pricked her eyes and her breathing was ragged.]
I love you.
[Because she's never said it. Not to him. There was never time on the beach, not before she was pulled here. It was a lot more breathy and a lot less teary than he might remember the words.]