I laugh, and it's an easy, fuckin' happy exhalation of breath, grinning stupidly and arching back against him.

It's a happiness that probably won't last, but even if it's only for these few moments, I feel like that'll tide me over for a while. But now that he's said it, it's like he can't stop. Like he's testing the word out, over and over, to see how it feels on his tongue, and I don't think I was really prepared for how good it was going to feel, just to hear it.