“I don’t get you, Landon. Why did you even stop?” *** He smirked, kissing her cheek. “You’re my favorite.”
“Yeah, but I’m obviously not your concern anymore. You didn’t even let me drive home by myself. So you must still give a *squee!*.” *** “You must have a preference.”
"You should go to bed, Val. I'll stay if you want, but.. I don't want you to be disappointed when you wake uo and I'm still here." *** "Yeah!"
She rolled her eyes, heading into the apartment. “You’re my soulmate, remember?” *** He laughed, shaking his head as he cleaned his glasses. “Fine. I can work with that.”
“What do you want to hear?” she replied, flopping down on the couch, her hand still on her forehead. *** He chuckled. “I love you too.”
"The truth, preferably." *** She pursed her lips before slowly reaching to his back pockets in search of keys.
