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Hey ya'll! This is my attempt at the hundred word challenge.
~Enjoy! :D
The Meaning of 'Love'.
"Ian?" She asked, late one night when Dan and Nellie had long since staggered wearily off to their bedrooms.
He shifted, and stealthily brought his arm around her. "What is it, Amy?"
She blushed, fully aware of how close they were on the couch."W-Why did you call me love?" She asked, shoving a strand of cinnamon hair behind her ear. "On the phone in Australia."
Ian smirked, enjoying her discomfort. "Your name means beloved, which shortened, is love. I found it a rather fitting choice."
Amy turned even redder. "Really?" She squeaked softly, Ian smiled. "Really...Beloved."