"What do you think of me so far?"
Her heart raced, and she didn't answer at first. His bare chest rested on her back as they watched the world obey the morning routine. "I think... you're pretty cool." She turned her head a bit to smile and conceal her nerves. "What do you think of me?"
(Repeat details in reverse order.)
"I think you're pretty cool."
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