So when it comes down to a specific answer, it’s easy. “Everything,” I say.
“Everything?” she asks, voice laced with confusion.
“Your passion, your darkness, your fire, and even your damn stubbornness. I find all of them sexy and there isn’t a thing I would change about you. So yes, everything.”
Her lips part and her eyes soften with deep affection before she turns her gaze away as if hiding her reaction.
“You’re touched, aren’t you?” I poke her arm.
“Shut up.” Her cheeks turn crimson.
I smile. “Pay me back, sweetheart.”
“Pay you back?”
“Yeah. Tell me what you like most about me.”
“No.”
It’s my turn look at her twice. “No?”
She lifts her chin in defiance, eyes glinting. “It’s a secret.”
“You don’t get to keep secrets from me.”
“Yes, I do.” She lay her head on my arm. “I can’t have you lose interest in me.”
“Believe me, that will never happen.”
“Still no. You need a challenge, remember? I’ll be that challenge and more.”
I smile to myself. This is why Elsa is one a kind. This is why she’ll always be mine.
No one understands me as much as she does.