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When you have true love in your heart,

coffee in bed is the best place to start.

When I look up, I can’t hide the tears in my eyes. “Camden,” I croak and he half smiles.

“I love you a latte, Indie,” he rushes out anxiously. The dopey look on his face makes my heart swoon. “I just wanted you to know that.”

The words fall down on me in the most delicious way possible. The scent of coffee all around us makes an instant memory fold in my mind. He watches me, nervously awaiting my reply.

Because I promised never to hold back from him, I inhale deeply and answer, “Well, I love you from my head tomatoes.”

His gaze narrows, having to think it through for a bit and then he laughs. Really laughs. It’s a great laugh. It’s a laugh that zings you right in the knickers and makes you laugh along with him.

His mock impressed face nods before he replies, “You’ve been sitting on that one for a while now, haven’t you?”

I giggle. “Maybe.”

His face grows serious, but that smile stays in his eyes. “I love you,” he says, cupping my face and pressing a soft kiss to my lips.

“I love you,” I repeat. “And there’s nothing punny about that.”

THE END