Second Glance
Beth huffed as he listened to him ramble on and on and on and on like a broken record about how he wasn't good for her and how she shouldn't want to be with him, and blah, blah, blah. She rolled her eyes. She was sick of him doubting himself and her love for him. "Damn it, Beth, take this fuckin' seriously," he snapped, noticing her eye roll.
"I am taking this seriously," she shot back. "You're the one who's being stupid." She put her hands on her hips and looked at him. "Why can't you just accept the fact that I love you?"
He shook his head, crossing his arms. "Because if this whole fuckin' walker shit wouldn't have happened you wouldn't have given a guy like me a second glance."
She just stared at him as he looked awkwardly at the ground. She shook her head and pushed him back into the tree, taking his face in her hands. "You stupid boy." He glared at her. "Yes, boy." She shook her head. "Don't you know, I've got a wild side?" She leaned up and kissed him softly, nuzzling his neck with her nose. "You would have given me tunnel vision if we'd have met before the walkers." She smirked against his salty skin. "I would have been drawn to you like a moth to a flame."
He looked down at her, his arms slowly wrapping around her waist. "You sure about that?" he asked quietly.
She nodded her head. "Oh yeah, baby boys are my thing." She looked up at him. "And I've got the best one."