Waylon Lewis pulled her back into his arms, kissed her forehead tenderly, "A bit surprised."
Hope Williams looked at him, "Surprised by what?"
Waylon Lewis sighed.
"I thought you'd at least be suspicious."
Hope Williams looked at him, amused at his annoyed expression because she wasn't suspicious, and couldn't help but laugh, "Hey, Waylon Lewis, you're not going to say my lack of suspicion means I don't care, don't love you, are you?"
Waylon Lewis raised an eyebrow.
Maybe she hit the nail on the head, as he suddenly had nothing to say.
Hope Williams found him even more amusing, "Waylon Lewis, three months and you've become melodramatic."
"Melodramatic?"
Maybe he found the word novel when used on him, Waylon Lewis raised a dark brow.
"Yeah, almost like a bullied little delicate wife." Hope said, leaning in to give him a teasing kiss on the lips.
