A profession of love?
December 21, 2003 - 12:59 a.m.

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Mike professed his love to me tonight, in as many words as he was capable of (without ever actually using the word 'love').

It was cute and scary at the same time, and I ended up more or less forcing him to leave by phoning a taxi for him.

It was the first time I'd done that.

Why? I don't know.

But he's still the best kisser I've ever met.

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Rosie.

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