He laughs a low, deep chuckle against my lips. “Thank you, doll.” I pull back with a questioning look. “What’d you do that you’re thanking me?” He laughs and shakes his head. “Thank you for loving me.” My heart melts, and I mold my lips to his. He’s so fucking sweet. “Always.” I rub my hand along his stubble and give him a chaste kiss. “Love you.” “I love you too, doll.”
