I make a face. “I don’t think he’ll fall in love. He’ll be a loner forever.”
“Someone will crash into his life and wow him.” She raises on her toes and kisses me softly. “Just like I did you.”
I pull her up against me, forever thankful that she had to sneeze—three times—and literally crashed into my life. “What do you say we go home and watch Steel Magnolias again?”
She smiles. “Sure. Or we could go home and get the toolbox and see if you have any zip ties left.”
I growl, making her giggle.
“I love you so much, Oliver Mason.”
“I love you so much too.”