“Might be.”
“Do youlikeDisney movies?”
“I have half a dozen assorted nieces and nephews, so yeah.”
“So can I expect more of these unexpected jokes?”
“It’s a good bet I'll probably make one again.”
I bump my shoulder against his.
“I kind of like it.”
He smiles.
“I kind of like making you laugh.”
Lord.
This man.
I glance towards the ocean.
“So...”
“So?”
“You go around punching women’s dates all the time?”
He chuckles.
“Nope.”
“Just mine?”
“He deserved it.But I sincerely hope I don’t have to again.”
I grin.
“I should probably apologize about punching Brad,” he adds.
“Chad.”
“I thought it was Brad.”
“I honestly don't know,” I reply and shrug.
He laughs so hard that his shoulders shake.
“Well, I've been calling him Brad in my head all night.”
“Yeah?Well, he was a terrible date.”
“The worst.”
“And yet the night isn’t a total bust,” I whisper.
He turns toward me.
