“Are you just going to repeat everything I say as a question?” I ask with a fond, teasing laugh, nose wrinkling slightly as he pulls off of me. “I’ve had access to the internet for longer than you, Stern. I know things.”

He arranges me how he wants me and I am happy to let him, humming as he pulls me into his arms and kisses me.

“Oh good, you can still form your own thoughts,” I joke, tickling playfully at his side and then pulling back enough to see his face, expression softening as I reach up to brush back his sweaty hair. “Yeah, it really was. Hopefully you didn’t mind me springing that on you. It was very spur of the moment.”