She giggles and presses her head into the crook of my neck before squealing. Chuckling, I say, “What the hell is that?” When she looks back at me, she says, “A girly squeal because Levi Posey just said he loved me.” “Oh, if that’s the case.” I clear my throat, attempt a giggle, and then squeal as well. She lets out a roar of a laugh. “What the hell?” “That’s my manly squeal because Wylie Wood just said she loved me.” She shakes her head in mirth. “God, you’re ridiculous.” “But I’m all yours,” I say while I roll her to her back and start kissing her all over.
