"Ew! Kiss me with that stinky mouth?" He steps back, laughing.
"Can you hear that sound?" I ask.
"What sound?"
"The croak of a frog."
He bursts into a laugh.
"Did you just call me a frog?"
I laugh.
"I think I just did. What will you do about it?"
"This." He bends down to kiss me.
Ugh! I missed his kisses!
I must say, I'm impressed by this new him.
I thought maybe it's just him putting on an act but it feels so genuine. The way he tries to make me happy when I'm sad...
He makes me forget all the bad things...
His lips brush over mine swiftly when a call interrupts.
He groans.
"Please don't pick."
"It's my dad. I have to."
"I thought I'm your daddy..."
I roll my eyes, giggling as I pick the call.
"Dad?"
"Sweetie." He says softly. "Are you okay?"
"I'm trying to b
