I frown. “One what?”
“Kiss. I think I’m going to keep track of how many kisses I give you from now on.”
“That’s impossible.”
He kisses me again. “You think so? Watch me.”
Another kiss.
“That’s three.”
And another one.
“Four…”
I climb on top of him, silencing his new countdown with my lips.
We don’t need to keep count.
I know he’s going to give me at least a million more.