She waited at the bottom, her hands on her hips as she watched him. "Wow, Abel," she said with a grin, leaning against the wall.
She slipped her arms up his chest, wrapping around his neck. "I'm serious," she told him. "You're so attractive."
She gave him a small smile, resting her forehead against his. "You make me so happy," she told him quietly. "You know?"
"I would kiss you right now," she told him quietly. "But I want to remember kissing you. I want to remember how you feel, you know?"
"So, do you know what poker is? You do, right?" she asked as they headed back, stepping back into the warm kitchen.