She traced her fingertips over the back of his hand, looking down at it. “Don’t — push yourself too hard, okay? Just be you. Really. I promise, you’re lovable.” Just to reinforce that, she climbed up into his lap, set her hands either side of his face, and kissed him seriously.
His fingers twitched and squeezed hers, nodding as he flashed her an apologetic smile. “I just want to make you happy, Summer,” he stated, before he was interrupted by her clambering up onto his lap, and his hands flew to her hips just as he was kissed soundly on the mouth.
After a moment, she drew back, smiling. “See? Lovable. Anyway, there’s a couple hours before Winter will be here to pick us up. What could we possibly do with them?” She bounced a little on his lap, just to lead him to the right idea.