I just know that if he hurts you, I’m going to destroy him.” I smile at him, although he hasn’t looked at me yet. “What if he doesn’t?” “Doesn’t what?” “What if he never hurts me? What if we get married and have kids and are happily married until we die hand in hand at the same time? Well, I get to die one minute before him, so I never have to live on this earth without him.” He chuckles—despite himself, I think.
