“If we never went home, what would we do all day?” “Well,” she hums like she’s actually given this some real consideration. “You’d work as a doctor at the local hospital.” “What about you?” I push when she doesn’t follow that up. “I’d fish.” I laugh out, taken off guard by her declaration. She smacks my arm. “What? I can fish.” I kiss her neck, directly on that spot that she likes so much. “I’d be an awesome fisherwoman.”
