Summer slid down next to him with a kiss. “You love me,” she murmured, “that makes you biased. I don’t believe you think I have any flaws at all. Convince me, persuade me how I am beautiful.”
A smirk tugged at his lips and he leaned down to kiss her, his hands sliding down to her waist, tilting his head to deepen the kiss before he pulls away. “My pleasure.”
She chased his mouth for a moment when their lips parted. “Mmmm, I’m listening. Not sure I caught that last bit though. Perhaps again?”