“That’s not true. You’re always smart.” *** He allowed himself a small smile before kissing the tip of her head, pulling her close.
He kissed her cheek. "I appreciate it." *** She instinctually wrapped her arms him in her sleep, burying her face in his shirt.
She pursed her lips. “Seriously,” she insisted, her voice uncertain as if she wasn’t used to complimenting people. “You’re really smart. And handsome.” She leaned over to sneak a quick kiss. “You’re really handsome.” *** His heart pounded, but he said nothing, rubbing her back slowly as his eyelids fluttered closed.
"Mmhm," she said, her voice holding a rare warmth. "I'm sure. I am the most honest person in the world."