“But I like you all the time.” He flashed a smile again. “Except when you leave dishes in the sink instead of putting them in the dishwasher right away. We’re gonna fight about that.” “That, and how you squeeze from the middle of the toothpaste tube.” I rubbed my hands over his shoulders. “And the toilet paper should roll from the top—” “You’re always going to be wrong about this. Bottom.” “I can’t wait.” “You can’t wait to fight?” Jake gripped me tighter and lowered me into a playful dip. “I like making up with you.” I can’t wait, either.
