"Uh uh. Too dangerous." * * * He laughed deeply, sitting on the floor and pulling her into his lap. "I'm so glad you're you."
"When can we kiss?" *** She rested her head on his shoulder. "You looked nervous when you came in here."
"Never again. This is what you wanted." * * * He was quiet for a split second before laughing. "Did I?"
“That’s not flattering,” she said, starting up the car again. *** “Are we going to make Mac and cheese now?”
“Because it’s dangerous. As you previously stated.” *** He took it and followed her into the kitchen.
"But it's not dangerous anymore." *** She headed brightly into the kitchen, getting out the utensils.
"I'm not risking your life for kisses." * * * "Well, I haven't had macaroni and cheese in a long time."
He sighed in defeat, leaning against the window. "Alright.." *** "This will have to be the best ever, then."