“It’s way too soon to say this, but I know I love you, Iz, just like I know Goodyear needs insulin to live and that I’m allergic to cashews.” He was beautiful and earnest as he looked into her eyes said, “I don’t expect you to --” “But I do.” She blinked back tears – what the hell was that – and nodded. “I know it, too.” His jaw muscle tensed and his nostrils flared before he pulled her mouth back to his.
