She laughed, pulling away slightly and resting her forehead on his, her arms crossing at the wrists behind his head, her fingers brushing his hair lightly. "Is that so?"
She studied him thoughtfully, a satisfied smirk on her face. She kissed him again lightly. "You love it, though."
"Because you're so handsome, and you're mine, and you can't just say that to a girl who's not quite sure what she did to deserve you."