"Stevie! Guess what?" Owen said enthusiastically. "We're having spaghetti and garlic bread for dinner!"
"Really? That's my favorite," she replied, her voice animated for his benefit as they headed toward the kitchen. "It smells amazing and I'm starved. Oh, and I brought dessert. I made some brownies."
She met my gaze and I smirked, unable to resist teasing her. "What? No chocolate mousse?"
Her face flushed adorably. I walked around the counter to greet her and placed a soft kiss on her cheek.
I told myself it was because I wanted Owen
to get used to seeing a little PDA between the two of us, but the truth of the matter was, I just liked touching Stevie and being close to her.
It was all I could do not to pull her into my arms and kiss her like I really wanted to.
She gave me a wide-eyed, startled look.
"You're just full of surprises, aren't you?" she murmured.
"You have no idea," I replied, and chuckled.
