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She smiled at his admission. I'm sorry, she offered lightly. It was not the first or the last time she would take someone by surprise with her freely given affection. She giggled when he splashed her again and a mischievous grin spread across her face. She quickly jumped up to lick his cheek again (assuming he let her) before turning and splashing away through the water, throwing a coy glance over her shoulder and releasing pearls of laughter as she moved.