“Admit it, you can’t bear the thought of not seeing my face every day.” She leans forward like she’s going to press her lips to mine but stops before they make contact. “Or kissing me a thousand times a day.” “A thousand?” “Rough estimate. I’ve never actually counted, but that sounds like a fun game.” “It sounds like a fantastic game.” I close the distance. “One.” She laughs lightly. “I love you,” I tell her and then kiss her again. “Two.”
