Kiss Me Again (Kiss Me 3)

“I know.” She sniffed, wiping her nose on my shirt and leaving a trail of boogers there.

“Thanks.”

“Get used to it,” she muttered. “It’ll be a trail of urine before you know it.”

“Not yours, I hope.”

“Cannot guarantee it.” She wiped at her cheeks. “I love you, Ethan.”

“I know you do, sunshine.” I kissed her temple.

“Good. Now please buy me some fucking Doritos.”