"Yeah," he says, curling his arms around her shoulders and tugging her in
against his chest for a moment. He waits until she pulls back enough that
he can press a kiss to her forehead, rather than drop it into her hair. "Me
too."
Reluctantly, he pulls away from her. "I'll text you in the morning, okay?"
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"Yeah," he says, curling his arms around her shoulders and tugging her in against his chest for a moment. He waits until she pulls back enough that he can press a kiss to her forehead, rather than drop it into her hair. "Me too."
Reluctantly, he pulls away from her. "I'll text you in the morning, okay?"