“Only because you’ve rubbed off on me, love,” he says, lifting my hand to his mouth and placing a kiss on the back of it, his eyes boring into mine. “Though it seems I still have a lot to learn.”
“Eh,” I say with a mock shrug. “You’ll get there one day. After all, I’m a good teacher.”
He breaks into a grin, making him look devastatingly handsome, before he leans in and kisses me sweetly on the lips. “The best.”
Then we walk back inside our house to be with the people we love.