Page 87 of Someone to Romance

He kissed her more deeply, and laughter subsided as she wriggled one arm from beneath his and wrapped the other about his neck.

“No, never, Jessie,” he told her when he came up for air. “Never, ever. I plan to keep on kissing you for the rest of our lives.”

“Well, there go all our other plans,” she said. “There is to be only kissing all day, every day, for the rest of our lives?”

“Don’t forget the nights,” he said.

“You are absurd,” she told him.

“I know,” he said. “I love you. Kiss me.”

She laughed. “You are still absurd, Gabriel. I love you too. I do. I really do.”

And she kissed him.

Laughter and absurdity were both forgotten long before they stopped.

Only love remained.