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"They're not good enough."
He pulled back, pinning her down. "Stop that.'
"Honestly, my neighbors wouldn't even care," she said playfully. "We're pretty close."
She smiled, her hand resting on his neck. "Jeez.. I wish I had the words."
"Don't test me, Abernathy."
She nodded. "Will do."
She nodded. "Yeah. You're so cute. I love it. I love you."
He chuckled, kissing her cheek. "Nuh uh."
"Yeah. Just for now."
"You flirt when you're drunk," she recalled. "It's cute."
He opened his arms to her easily. "So is biting me."
"So.. One? Just one?"
"Still," she murmured. "You're a total catch."
"What? I care about the interior of our house."
"That could work?"
She gave him a quick kiss. "I'm not just biased. I've loved your smile as long as I've known you."
"But frame looks nicer."
"What if I take half?"
She gently moved his head to look at her. "It's your smile. I love your smile."
He sighed. "Frame?"
