"I'm an old man, you know."

She glanced at the man she was snuggled into.

"Not that old."

"Old enough to be your father."

She shot him an amused glance. "Just how precocious were you?"

He ignored her playful banter. "I'm serious. I'm way too old for you."

"You're also way too immature for me, so I guess it balances out."

"Carter!"

"You. Are far too young, intelligent and downright hot for me. I feel like a dirty old man."

She flashed him a suggestive grin. "As long as you're my dirty old man, I don't give a rat's ass."