“You make me happy,” I say softly, tilting my head up.
“Back at you, babe,” he answers, and kisses me.
It’s not a long kiss, just a few seconds, but I get lost in him all the same.This big, burly teddy bear of a man; god, I love him, and I’d tell him right now if I didn’t think it might freak him out a little, plus then I’d have to stop kissing him and I don’t want that, not at all, I want to die right here attached to him, want -
“I called it!”
We break apart and turn to see Quinn standing in front of us, arms crossed, looking triumphant.He has a big, boastful grin on his face and is standing next to Sawyer, who’s smiling.
“Quinn,” Bryson growls playfully.“Thought you’d never show up.”
“We missed the train.”Quinn points between Bryson and I.“You found something to occupy your time though.”
Bryson just smiles and gives a casual shrug, looping one arm around my shoulders.“She couldn’t resist me any longer.”
“Hmm.”I roll my eyes, but can’t stop myself from smiling, too.In every way, it’s true.