“Eh. I guess it was okay.” He doesn’t speak for several moments, and I can’t hold it in for one more second. The laughter bursts out of me, and Gavin mutters, “Oh, that’s it.” Both of his muscular arms come around my waist to hold me in place, and he tickles me until the only sounds coming out of me are gasps for air. “Kidding. I was kidding. I liked it.” “Liked?” His fingers dance along my ribs. “Loved.” My body floats with happiness. “I meant to say loved.”
