Page 174 of Himbo Hitman
“You did it!” He’s so happy his eyes are crinkled as he looks down at me, and I’m compelled to add, “I did something.”
Perry laughs and presses a long, sweet kiss to my lips. “So proud of you.”
“That was barely roller skating.”
“You’re wearing roller skates and you moved on them. How much closer can you get?”
He’s got me there. I’ve always said I don’t actually want togoroller skating, I just want to know that I can do. And I did it. Terribly.
Like that, I’m satisfied that I got what I came for, and the feeling ballooning in my chest gets to be too much. “Perry?”
“Yeah?”
My throat is tight as I swallow. “I love you.”
Surprise lights up his expression. “Oh, thank fuck! I was worried I was the only one.”
“What?”
“I’ve been hinting but you never seemed to pick up on any of them.”
For what’s supposed to be a romantic moment, he’s lost me, which means he’s right on track. “What do you mean?”
“For months now I’ve been like, “oh, I love that shirt on you, love love loveit” or “I love the way you pass me the sauce” or “love that for you,love.””
“I thought you were copying how Elle calls everyone love.”
Perry cackles, forehead resting on my shoulder as we keep our arms around each other in an attempt to stay standing. “Only you.” He pulls back to look at me again. “I love you so much that at one point I went for a heart checkup because I was sure there was something wrong with it.”
“You … what?”
He shrugs. “When you’ve been shot you never can be too careful.”
“Except you weren’t shot in the chest.”
That doesn’t deter him. “Hey, does this mean I’m cupid? I mean, I shot you and now you’re in love with me, so?—”
“You’re not cupid.”
“Are you sure? I think there’s an argument there.”
I give in and humor him, because how can I not? He’s singlehandedly the most ridiculous person I’ve ever met, and it’s my favorite thing about him. “It was love at first shot.”
His jaw drops. “Now look who’s being cute with the puns,” he says, sounding awestruck.
“Seemed like your love language.”
“You know me well, pookie.”
I huff like the name is such an embarrassment. It’s not. “That’s stuck now, hasn’t it?”
“I’m sure I could think of something worse if you really hate it.”
I shut him up with a kiss. It’s how I win all our arguments and how I plan to win all future ones. Perry is easily distracted and kissing is his weakness.
He sighs against my mouth. “You really are perfect.”
“That’s because we match.”
