““Please put your shirt on,” she said. He pulled it over his head, checking the buttons. “Better?” She looked exhausted, and happy, and too bighearted to believe. So why did he still feel anguished? He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her onto his lap. “Hey!” She laughed, hugging an arm around him. He snuggled his nose in her hair and kissed her neck. Mine, he thought. “They’ll see,” she muttered. They’d better. “Let them. It’s legal.” She laughed again and quickly kissed him. Finally.””
