As I smush my face against John’s face for about 45 seconds, he looks at me quizzically out of the corner of his eye. When I finally pull away he says:
“Was that just a really long sniff-kiss?”
I laugh. “Yes.” I laugh until I snort.
“And was that a snort laugh?”
“Yesssssss……”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
