"Me? Oh, and I'm pretty sure that once upon a time you said I was the wicked witch," he teased lightly, leaning in to press a few gentle kisses against the soft skin of her neck. It was strange, thinking back. Realising how much had changed, and how much they'd grown together as a couple. He couldn't imagine his life without her.
At her declaration of love, Ernest stopped watching the video behind her and focused his attention fully on the incredible woman in front of him. "Anything at all?" he asked mischievously, his lips moving to nip at her collarbone. "I love it when you call me Ernie," he added. It was cute and special and just for them.