Stevie leaned down to meet her kiss. He even let his eyes close when he did. He'd missed the feel of her lips against his. The taste of her. But he knew right there wasn't a good place to get carried away. So before he could he straightened up. A dopey lazy smile in place.
"Babe. I love you so much right now. If I didn't think I'd get my butt handed to me I'd throw you over my shoulder and carry you down to the church chapel and do a shotgun like wedding." He teased. Looking down at the bags longingly. He felt so gross right then. He almost couldn't remember the last time he'd showered. "I might venture down to the locker room." Instead of eating first. That had to say something.