“The same goes for you,” she kissed his lips. “Because your perfect and I love you for all that you are. I always will”
“You’re perfect,” He ran his fingers through her hair. “I’m not, though. Far from it, really.”
“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”