“Levi,” I stop him from leaving just before him and our three trailing cats can reach the doorway. He looks back at me. “Are you serious? You want to marry me?” Cursing, he returns to me, ignoring every meow of complaint as he consumes my mouth with his in a brief, all-eclipsing kiss. “I have to take responsibility somehow for ogling you as a minor.” “If it’s any consolation, I was five months away from being legal.”
