“Just as if we didn’t already do that earlier.” The words were snarky, but the tone was gentler, teasing. “That’s one of the things I love best about you — you never lose that wonder, that amazement, at what’s between us.”
“One of the things, huh? Maybe I should demand a list?” He laughed aloud and twisted around to face him, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. “I guess it’s just still feels so new and like a dream to me, even now.”
Summer ruffled Isaac’s curls before taking his arms and drawing him toward the bathroom again. “You are not getting a list right now. Right now we’re going to take a /short/ shower and you’re going to behave and not tease and then we’re going to get Mexican.” He grinned widely. “Because you love Mexican.”