“You’re so cute.” “Cute,” I echo. “Mhmm.” She flips herself around in my arms, straddling my lap. Her fingertips trace the side of my face as she murmurs, “And handsome.” “Better.” Her lips press against mine. “Sexy.” I can’t help my disbelieving snort. “What?” Her tone is indignant, eyes playfully narrowed. “You are, to me and probably to everyone.”
