“I think he’s full of shit. I think he’s gonna snatch you up someday and he’s gonna love you just as much as I do. More than I do,” she corrects, pouting as she lifts her hand and presses her thumb and forefinger together. “Just a little, teeny tiny bit more.” “Are you done?” “I think you’re gonna flip his world upside down and there'll be nothing he can do to stop it.” She grins, looking awfully proud and excited about it.
