Back at it Again (One-on-One)

“I told you,” she said. “I think it’s beautiful.”

 

“Because. It’s you.”

***

“Grass can’t kill you.”

 

She squinted at him, grabbing the bags.

“You call it short.”

***

“So this thing is something that can kill me?”

 

“I think it definitely does. It’s incapable.”

***

“How would I die?”

 

“Fine.”

***

“I’m so confused.”

 

"No. I won, remember?"

* * *

"I... won't?"

 

"I'll pour it out the window."

* * *

"Did you? You didn't have to do that."

 

"Don't test me," she said smoothly, heading towards the car.

* * *

"You're so sweet to me."

 

"I might. Let me drive first."

* * *

"Being as kind as you are on such a consistent basis is difficult. The best part of my day is seeing you."

 

She beamed, opening the door and putting the bags in the backseat.

"Thanks, baby."

* * *

"Of course, baby girl. You're my favorite person."