She holds my gaze as she lifts onto her tiptoes and presses a soft kiss to the corner of my mouth. Then another on the other corner before a final one dead center.
As she drops back down, she takes my hand and says, "What's next?"
My heart is so fucking full I'm momentarily stunned.
"E?" She shakes my arm.
"Shit, sorry." I step into the moment. "There's a food truck in the park. Wanna grab some tacos?"
"It's Tuesday somewhere."
"I don't think that's right." I laugh.
"Who cares?" She shoves me playfully.
I pull her close. "Not us."
