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"Yeah, yeah." I said laughing and kissing her shoulder. "I guess that means you can also wait to see the tux I picked out, huh?" I asked, laughing.

My eyes narrowed together, worry plastered all over my face. "I'm going to be so severely underdressed." I frowned slightly. "You seriously brought a tux?"

"Maybe... or maybe I'm just giving you the wrong idea so you are more surprised." I said wiggling my eyebrows.

"You're nothing but a big tease," I told him, moving my hands down to his shoulders, my fingers playing at his skin just beneath the collar of his shirt.

"Yes I am." I said, smiling, letting my fingers trail over her back some. "But so are you.. I guess that's why we work so well together, huh?"

I giggled, leaning in and pressing my lips softly to his. "Yes, we do! We're perfect."

"No you're perfect.." I said, giving her a deep kiss before pulling back. "You are the most perfect woman on the planet. And what makes you even MORE perfect is you don't believe it."

I smiled softly, turning my head down. "I'm just me." I looked up at him. "And you're perfect because you always know what to say and what to do to make me happy."

"You are not just you. You are perfect. So hush, quit making my lady less than perfect." I said, winking. "And I'm only perfect with you.. honestly."

I leaned forward again, brushing my lips over his, whispering against them, "We can be perfect together."

I hugged her closer to me, closing my eyes, letting my head lay on hers. "I love you, Bianca."

"I love you," I whispered. "Thanks for not giving up on me."