It really was stunningly beautiful in the butterfly house. She could stay forever here. When he said she had made a friend, Arianna shifted her head to look at the butterfly on her shoulder. Smiling brightly, she looked up at him and giggled a little. "If I made a friend then you're Mr. Popular."
Gesturing with her head to his head, she moved her hand to run her fingers through his hair. Arianna's hand trailed down his neck and over his shoulder before falling to her side. She bit at her bottom lip, but laughed at the fluttery feeling the butterflies left on her skin. A part of her wondered it she had swallowed one since her stomach was fluttering too.
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