Back at it Again (One-on-One)

He leaped on the bed next to her and Nugget followed, sailing after him.

* * *

She shifted, opening one eye weakly.

"Landon..."

 

Arlo pulled the blanket up to hide from the dog, and Nugget barked, trying to dig through the sheets,

* * *

She gave him a small smile before sitting up slowly.

"Why does everything hurt?"

 

"Good if I ever get crushed by rubble, though."

* * *

"No, I'm okay," she said, squeezing his hand. "Let's go eat."

 

"I have to think practically, Cal."

* * *

She squeezed his hand.

"Don't worry, Landon. I can tell you're worrying."

 

He emerged from the bedsheets and wrapped his arms around Callie.

"I love you, you know."

* * *

"Don't. I'm a tough girl."

 

Nugget jumped on them and Arlo glared.

“Rude.”

***

“Sure you can. Just don’t worry.”

 

“That or he’s trying to kill me.”

***

“Come on, baby. Let’s just go eat.”

 

“Which one of us is the dog whisperer, you or me?”

***

“If I pass out over French fries, though, do not eat them. Those are mine.”

 

“Wrong! You had two cats!”

***

“I can’t help it!”

 

"But you had two. So I'm the master."

* * * *

"Then we're breaking up."