Lilly and I were celebrating our second year as boyfriend and girlfriend. We were in her living room, cuddling on the couch.
She smiled and said, "Ya know, I love you, babe."
That made me smile. I tickled her belly, her laughing.
I was in love.
"Hey, stop it!" She said.
"Ok, want this?" I asked, kissing her.
"That's better," she said, kissing me back.
I smiled, our lips departing.
"I love you, Johnny," she said.
I love you too," I said.
Everything was perfect. I had Lilly and everything was perfect.
Until, the phone rang.
