"Right. And other than all that, I'm very trustworthy," he said playfully, reaching up to brush her hair back.
He was flushing lightly, looking down at her with that thoughtful gleam in his eye. "You're spectacular, you know," he said after a moment.
"You are," he repeated, tilting her head up with his pointer and kissing her forehead quickly as he mused. "I'm so lucky that you're around."
He looked skeptical, rolling his eyes amusedly. "No, you're not. But for some reason, you choose to believe you are, so I'll just accept that and hope you don't come to your senses."
