She gasped mockingly. "Am not!" she weakly protested and looked up at him with an innocent grin. She allowed herself to be pulled up again, knowing that she probably wouldn't match his strength. "Never? Jesus Leroy, you need to give me time to -" she was cut off by the kiss, and her arm instinctively went up to hit him. Though, she remembered that they were 'together,' so she just pulled back gently. "breathe," she whispered the rest of her sentence.
With a sigh, she allowed her head to rest on his shoulder like a child. "Okay," she said firmly. "If this lasts for more than two weeks, you win. If it doesn't, I win," she informed.