Separate names with a comma.
Avice looked around, a longing look in her eyes. "I kind of miss being here."
"A heathen couple." *** Callie stepped out of the shower a bit later, the towel wrapped around her.
"Fiancée."
He nodded, leaning back. "Of course. Just got distracted."
She frowned, saying nothing. All she did was run her fingers through his hair softly.
"Me? No, you!" *** (Zoop?)
"You literally just heard me."
He sat back, moving away. "Sorry."
She hesitated before sighing, resting her hand on him gently.
He chuckled. "Fine." *** She headed for the bathroom, rolling her eyes.
"You've heard me pronounce it. I just said it."
He blinked, looking suddenly embarrassed. "Yeah?"
"I'm scared it will hurt. I don't want to hurt him."
"..Fine." *** She nodded, standing up. "I'm going to take a shower."
He chuckled. "It's just more syllables."
He watched her, his eyes warm. He said nothing yet.
"Just worried," she murmured. "Very worried."
"No." *** "Glad we agree."
"You are. You're my wife. That's so much easier than fiancee."
She nearly had him, but he managed to keep his ground. "Ha!"
