"You're crazy," she answered, laughing, "but I guess if I like your brand of insanity, you can like my blushing. It's strange, but it works."
Savannah smacked his arm. "You're terrible. I talk and talk and talk and, you just agree with me." She stopped and hummed. "Although, come to think of it, it's pretty much what my daddy always did with my mother. Is that a husband thing? You agree and end all conversation before you get in trouble by saying something stupid?"
She frowned. "Forever? Yes, I think I remember those classes and the vows, and how you're stuck with me for that long." She moved her head and bit the tip of his finger. "Very very long time? Aren't you supposed to say forever?"