“I LOVE IT!” LANA’S VOICE yanks me out of my sleep.
“Thank you thank you thank you!” She squeals, tackling me against the couch. Her weight knocks me back and she showers me with kisses.
“What did I do?” I laugh, grabbing her waist to keep her from falling.
“The necklaces.” She giggles, kissing me again. “They’re beautiful.” She kisses me some more “They’re amazing.” She kisses my eyes and my nose and my cheeks. “They’re perfect.” She kisses my neck and squeezes me as tight as she can. Lana is the best hugger.
“When did you get them?” She sits back onto my lap, holding the box in her hand. She slides me a playfully suspicious look. “Is this why you were out so late?”
She sits there, looking at me with her hopeful eyes. She loves me, she trusts me. I didn’t mean for Heather to kiss me. Maybe I don’t have to say anything. Maybe I don’t have to ruin this moment right now.
“I kissed Heather.” I probably could have done that a little better.