[ Kissing like this, even just being able to say the words freely - that's enough celebration for Leo right now. He loves her, and he wants to say it again, but it's lost in a puff of breath passing his lips. It doesn't matter; he knows, and she knows, and he'll regret this later when the inevitable comes about, but for now, until then, Natalie is his, and he fully intends to keep her. ]
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