Jared?" His fingers were playing gently on my curls.
"Yes?" I was more than halfway asleep, perfectly warm, back in my own bed. With him.
"Say it for me."
"You're heavy."
"No."
"You're a manipulative bastard."
"No." He was laughing.
"You're right."
He gave one hard tug on my hair."That's not it either."
"I love you?"
He sighed contentedly. "That's the one.
