“I’ll probably end up getting lost once or twice, I think i can guarantee it actually,” she kissed his knuckles, leaving a lipstick mark on his hand. “So did you grow up in this house?”
He nodded and pulled her closer. “I did. I was here from the time I was, like, two, until I was almost fourteen.”
“I’m going across the hall to change, hurry up,” He threw his bag over his shoulder, then grabbed a pair of boots out of...
“Well I don’t. But fine. Leave me to change”