"You're mad at me."
"I'm not mad at you."
"Yes you are."
"No, I'm not."
"No, you are. I can tell."
"Your eyes. Your pretty green eyes turn ice blue when you're angry."
"No they don't."
"Go look in the mirror."
"Oh... hey. They do."
"Alright, so why are you mad at me?"
"Because you always make things a surprise but tell me they're going to be a surprise and tease me."
"Oh. Does it make you that mad? Well I don't want you mad at me."

Striding across the room, He sat across from her.

"Then tell me what the surprise is!"
"I have a better idea."

Leaning forward, he kissed her softly.

"What do you think you are doing?"
"I'm going to kiss all the angry away."

"Starting here."
Kissing her forehead.

"And here."
Kissing both her eyes.

"Here too."
Kissing her nose.

"And what about here?"
She pointed at her lips.

He kissed her nose again.

"Only after your eyes are green again."

She closed her eyes.
"Well now you can't tell so ha."

He kissed her softly.

"Mur mur mur mur."

He kissed her again.
"Open your eyes, please?


"What color are my eyes when you kiss me?"
"And what is the surprise?"

He held his lips against hers.
"Not telling."

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