"You've been planning that long?" She blushed brightly, and not just because of his mouth. Running her fingers through his hair, she moved closer to him, trying to settle more firmly into his lap. Kissing him more firmly, she smiled. "It's not about the quantity of love," she murmured, "just that you love at all. It's the only thing I've ever disagreed with Him about." She shrugged the rest of her shirt off, tugging insistently at his pants. "Speaking of."