"Yeah well he already has tried something and my knuckles will be bloody next time," he retorted with a half grin, but serious. He looks at her all of a sudden with surprise, "You mean to tell me that a big sweaty, bloody man who belongs to you isn't a turn on." He goes into description to sway her mind, "With big muscles..." He makes a bicep bulge for her, "Ready to kiss you after he has fought for you..." he swung for the metaphorical home run, "doesn't turn you on?" He grinned looking at her beauty and admiring her naive childlike nature. How could she afford to be so beautiful and so naive?
"You know you make me sound so godly with this perfect thing," he states, "I am not perfect." He grins, "Though I'd like to be." He thinks for a moment, "We have been through a lot and I just want to say, I love you." He smiles, "Yeah, Mike and I have some unfinished business at his pool table." He laughs, "I beat him so bad last time." "By the way, beautiful, you have a cute giggle," he leans in to kiss her softly.