Grey laughs. “I’m going to have to worry about her boyfriends next.” “Maybe you’ll be less stressed if she does long distance,” I tease. Grey stops short, but he can’t hide his smile. “Too soon?” I joke. “Come on. Four years is not too soon.” “You are not funny.” “I think your lips beg to differ.” He scoops me up and throws me over his shoulder. “Grey!”
