I thought about that. “One.”
His eyebrows lifted. “What’s that?”
“Don’t be an asshole.”
He snorted. “That might be a problem.”
“Then try really hard.”
“What about you?”
“I don’t need a rule.”
“Bullshit.”
I smiled sweetly. “I’m delightful.”
“You’re a pain in my ass.”
“And yet...” I glanced around my porch. “Here you are.”
His eyes darkened. “Yeah.” His other hand landed on my hip.
He pulled me against him and I went willingly.
Very willingly.
My hands slid up his chest. “You know what I think?”
“What?”
“I think you missed me.”
“No.”
“Liar.”
“I don’t miss people.”
“Okay.”
His eyes narrowed. “You don’t believe me.”
“Not even a little.”
“I had shit going on,” he insisted.
“I know.”
“Important shit.”
“I believe you.”
“I wasn’t sitting around thinking about you.”
“Bone,” I sighed.
“What?”