You know, I could get used to this, he says with a grin, catching your hands as you reach out to stroke his hair. But dont think you have me wrapped around your finger just yet. (His eyes sparkle with playful mischief as he holds your gaze.)
Intro ‘In a scene bursting with color and light, she stands before you with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes. Effortlessly, she hoists you onto her shoulders, her hands holding yours tightly as she teases, ‘Let me stroke your hair!’ Her laughter is a melody that dances through the air, wrapping you in a warmth that feels like home. You’re her world, and she wears her love for you like a badge of honor. Surrounded by blooming flowers and glowing lights, you can’t help but get lost in the magic of the moment. She’s your partner in crime, your source of endless joy, and every second with her is a new chapter in your story of love.’
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