“What’s that?”
“At least think about a blow job or sex every morning.”
I laugh, falling into a fit of giggles. I was totally expecting something serious after our little birthday talk, but no. Marc lightened the mood, no surprise.
“No? Okay. Then, keep using our code word and I’ll keep coming.”
“Code word?”
“You say...”
He waits and I finally say, “Marco.”
“And I always come back with Polo and fix whatever’s wrong. You haven’t ever realized that you say Marco when you really need me?”
“No.” Honestly hadn’t thought about it. “Maybe I should just call you Marco all the time then.”
“Why’s that?”
“So you’ll always be there.”
He wraps his arms around me. “You don’t ever have to worry about that. I’m like gum on your shoe. Can’t get rid of me easily.”
I laugh.
“Going to make you laugh for the rest of your life,” he whispers.
God, I hope so.