“You’re so beautiful.” I laugh. “Me?” “Yes, you. I thought so the moment I saw you. Don’t laugh at me.” I lean down and kiss her, pulling her naked body closer to mine. “I’m laughing because I’m surprised. You’ve seen me all but kill three men, and you still think I’m beautiful.” “Maybe that was beautiful as well,” she says, then takes my face in her hands and kisses me.
