“You better not fall in love with me,” he warns, hopping off of the counter and brushing up against me. “One marriage was enough for me, I won’t do it again.” “Oh, I make no promises about that,” I laugh, leaning down and giving him a quick peck. He makes a disgruntled noise when I pull away and take a step out of the kitchen. “I already told you I don’t do casual. I’ll be catching feelings before you know it.”
