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“Raisins and custard.”
“I mean, raisins are also in mince pie, but I’m not sure about raisins just, like, floating around in custard.” Callie scrunches her nose.
“Exactly.”
“So I guess I’m on board with funeral pie being your new mince pie.”
“Glad we agree.” I grin and lean closer to her, pausing just before our lips meet. “I love you, Calliope.”
“I love you too, Wesley.”
And then I kiss her.
