She squinted at him, pulling away slightly. “You’re messing with me.” *** “Mmh. Just barely, you understand.”
“Oh my God,” she said, holding his face in her hands. “I could kiss you.” *** “A little bit? A small portion?”
She chuckled lowly before pulling him in for a deep kiss, her hands on his jaw. *** “Whoa. That’s a lot.”
“I love you,” she replied, closing her eyes as she buried her face in his shoulder. *** “I don’t know yet. I have to think about it.”
She buried her face in his shoulder, her hand in his hair. “You’re so lovely, you know? So thoughtful.” *** He beamed, reaching for her hand. “I love you too.”
“Yeah. That’s what’s so lovely about you.” *** He pulled her up, wrapping his arms around her. “Do you think we have enough?”
She paused, pulling away slightly, her spring green eyes tracing his face. "Why are you nervous?" * * * "More than enough?"