“Um, I think we can both agree it was actually in you.” I wink, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
“Mm-hm. And I’d like you to stick me with your sausage again.”
“Good thing you know the magic word now.”
“Who knew you were that easy?”
“Come on, I’m sure you’ve heard the rumors.”
“Yes, but I didn’t believe them.”
“Well, make sure you tell everyone that the spicy Italian sausage ain’t no urban legend, alright?” I pull her on top of me until our noses touch.
She grins. “Yeah, but then I’ll have to fight off the girls who want to get a taste.”
“Knowing you, that won’t work out too well for them.”
“No.” She kisses my nose lightly, her eyes glimmering with a light I’ve never seen.
“Hey, by the way,” I murmur. “Happy birthday.”
Her lips stretch into a wide smile. “Thanks. I loved my present.”
God, I am so crazy about this girl.
Fuck my life.