She smirked. “Oh, did I forget to mention I’ve won a lot of awards in contests?”
“That’s cheating,” he grumbled.
She shrugged her shoulder. “All’s fair…”
He laughed, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her.
“We will do this again, baby, and next time, I’ll beat you.”
She pressed her lips to his chin. “Maybe I should tell you my father said that every time but never beat me.”
He rolled his eyes. “Let’s go home, Annie.”
Nia laughed. She didn’t mind being compared to Annie Oakley.
“Yes, let’s go home.” The only place besides his arms she ever wanted to be.