Joseph felt similarly. He wanted to be near her all the time. She was in his every thought and dream... he couldn't do anything without wishing she was right there with him. These last few months had been nothing short of amazing and, as insane as it seemed, things were only getting better.
As she slid into his lap, his arms wound around her and his fingers laced together at the small of her back. His lips worked fiercely against hers until she finally pulled back but, even then, his arms tightened around her, preventing her from going too far.
"You can't possibly imagine how long I've wanted to ask you that," he smiled.
Usually, it annoyed him to no end when people called him Joey but, right now, he was so deliriously happy that he didn't care what he was being called.
His lips brushed gently over hers, then, and he smiled largely. Could this night get any better?