Peter's girls had gone to bed and so had Caleb. Peter and Aly were sitting in their room in the beach house, Peter reading and Aly writing. Peter put his book down and he leaned back against the pillows. He felt so relaxed and it was wonderful. He looked over at Aly and smiled. She was amazingly beautiful, backlit by the lap so her hair shone. After a few minutes she looked up and turned slightly red. "What?" She asked, though she knew the answer.
"You're beautiful." Peter said softly, giving her an adoring look.
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"You're beautiful." Peter said softly, giving her an adoring look.
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