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"Listening to the water lapping against the boat." I could almost hear it, peaceful and rhythmic.

"Then Tokyo!" Her voice rose with enthusiasm. "The lights, the sushi, the bookstores!"

"Bookstores everywhere." A dreamy sigh escaped me. "Walls lined with stories, different languages whispering their secrets."

"Stories waiting for us." She stopped, pulling me closer. "We'll have a library in every country."

"Deal." My heart thundered in agreement.

We reached my doorstep, the porch light casting a warm glow over us. Agatha turned to face me, those deep brown eyes sparkling, full of affection. No words needed—I could read her like my favorite novel.

She leaned in; her lips met mine, soft and inviting. Her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me into a world that was just ours. Her kiss, tender yet filled with promise, made my knees weak. This time, we didn't clash teeth. This time, we nailed it.

Pulling back, we hovered in the space between breaths, foreheads touching. "See you soon?" Her voice was a whisper, a hope.

"Can't wait." My reply was a heart's vow.

"Goodnight, Arnie." Another quick kiss, her lips brushing mine like a secret shared between pages.

"Goodnight, Aggy." She stepped back, a silhouette against the starlit sky.

I watched her go, the night air cool on my still-warm lips. At the back of my mind, a mental note was stored: get to know the deeper core of this woman who was rapidly claiming my heart. This week had been magical, but it had been surface and I wanted more. Craved more.

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