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(Allegiant-Tobias P.O.V)

She sighs, then breaks a piece off the muffin in my hand. I flick her fingers as she pulls away. "Hey. There are plenty more just five feet to your right."
"Then you shouldn't be so worried about losing some of yours," she says, grinning.
"Fair enough."
She pulls me toward her by the front of my shirt and kisses me. I slip my hand under chin and hold her still as I kiss her back.
Then I notice that she's stealing another pinch of my muffin, and I pull away, glaring at her.
"Seriously," I say. "I'll get you one from that table. It'll only take me a second."

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