"When they least expect it? Kyran." I whined, tracing my hand down his chest, then leaving my hand there. We were in his room now, not exactly his room since we both shared it, but it was the room he gave himself when we first came.
"What's wrong?" He asked me, his breath fanning my face.
"I just can't wait to walk down the aisle to you." I dropped my hand and looked away.
"Oh." He got off me then looked at me as he sat on the edge of the bed. "When would you want to get married?"
"I don't know..." I said, lifting myself up too. It felt a bit too cold now that he was not hovering above me.
"Well, look. You don't even know. I do. I want to get married to you now." He smiled and drammatically pulled a pillow To hia face, leaving on his eyes wide for me to see. I rolled my eyes and sat criss cross on the bed.
"If you were not so annoying, I would have even called you cute." I gave a smirk as he dropped the pillow.
