She looked up at him when their lips parted. Every time he reacted to her - returning her kisses, touching her - she felt uniquely lucky to have his affections. The hand in her hair made her smile and close her eyes again, moving off of her tiptoes to stand flat on her feet.
Which was good, because her knees buckled when he asked her. She leaned a bit more into him, biting her lip to hide her grin. "Of course. I'd still want to go to school, but I would love for this to be home."