"Y'know, somehow or
another, I don't know how..."
he said sincerely, smiling, looking me straight in the eye.
"but I've got a very
pretty girl here."
"What do you mean 'somehow?'
I ask and roll my eyes, grinning.
"Well a guy like me, well... you're just
so... I've never been the type to get... well to get
someone so pretty,"
he answers, mumbling, laughing to himself, blushing just a
I kiss him, with a little smirk.
"Don't be so sure," I whisper.