As she shook out her slightly flattened hair, Abi stopped and just listened for a moment until a smile grew on her lips. She chuckled and squeezed his arm as he kissed her cheek.
She had missed his face and that twinkle in his eye. "What's with the romance, Hemingway?" she teased, letting him guide her into the kitchen. If anything, it was even more sentimental and romantic. "Well now, someone has been busy. And sneaky."