“You rescued me. Twice. I love you too. And guess what? Your friend said it’s going to be all right. Other than the endometriosis, which she thinks they got all in this one surgery, I should be all better.”
“You were the best to begin with.” I leaned over and kissed her. “I can’t wait to test it out, though.”
“Just a few weeks, nine-oh-two-one-oh.”
“Huh?”
“I told you, you look like Luke Perry, right? My teen celebrity crush?”
This was the anesthesia talking. I let her go on about how gorgeous the movie star was. “And I never dreamed you’d kiss me.”
“Well, I did.”
“Right.” She pulled a sleepy smile. “Let’s do that again. A lot.”