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You Did What You Did Out Of Love. I Can't Be Mad At You Over That. It Was Stupid, But That's How Love Is. Do You Have Any Idea What I'd Do For You? To Keep You Safe?

This Is A, Uh, Friendship Ring Right?” “yeah, Don’t Worry. If I Propose, You’ll Know It. For One Thing, I’ll Be Hyperventilating.” A Sly Smile—surprisingly Sexy—turned Up His Lips. “and It’ll Be A Ruby.” “rubies? No Diamonds? Too Expensive For The Old Writer’s Salary, Huh?” He Made A Disparaging Grunt At That. “no, I Just Think Diamonds Are Common, That’s All. If I Get Married, It’ll Be Because Something Uncommon Is Occurring. Besides, You Wear A Lot Of Red, Right? I Know How Important It Is For Your Accessories To Match.