“You don’t want an eternity doomed as a monster.” “An eternity with you?” I smiled. “What could be better? We won’t need to worry about being lonely ever again.” I could see it in his eyes—how much he wanted that, even if he’d never admit it. “It doesn’t have to be right now,” I continued, watching his face carefully. “Not this year, even. I’d like to look a bit older first, actually. My baby face is bad enough without being frozen in time forever.” His lips quirked. “I quite like your baby face.” “I got ID’d buying paracetamol last week.” “Ah.”
