He glanced at the cupcake in his hand, and leaned forward awkwardly and carefully to place it on the coffee table to eat later. Right now, Alex was more important than a cupcake. Even though she had made him the cupcake, but he definitely was planning to eat it.
"I appreciate it, seriously. It's the best cupcake ever, obviously." And then he could have sworn he felt his heart stop for a split second, when she kissed him on the cheek and the small smile that he had tried to repress lest he look like a dork appeared nonetheless. His newly free hand went to tap her on the nose and his lips followed shortly after, pressing a light kiss there. "When is your birthday, Russo?"