seats to prepare for takeoff. Leighton slides off my lap and with goofy grins plastered on our faces we fasten our seatbelts and settle in for our flight. I reach over to take her hand and she leans to the side to rest against my shoulder. I hear her giggle and look down to see what’s so funny.
“What are we going to tell Landon? He’s going to freak.”
I lean over and nuzzle her hair, pressing my lips to the soft spot just behind her ear before I whisper, “We’ll tell him it started with one little kiss.”