He quickly followed her to sleep. *** She groaned, pulling away and lying back. "This is too much." *** "Like, out. On a date... Tomorrow?"
He rolled his eyes before kissing her again, his hand running through her hair gently. *** “You need to have a plan.”
"I love you too," he said gently. "You should probably rest." * * * "I deserve to be treated like a fine lady," he replied indignantly.
She leaned back against the pillows and opened her arms to him. *** She huffed, squinting at him. "I'm not good at planning trips.."
He squinted before lying against her, resting his head on her shoulder. * * * "You need to plan, Rory!"
He frowned before wrapping his arms around her waist, showering her in kisses and pulling the blanket over their heads.