- Oh, you know? - Cathy asked, suspicious.
- Yeah… To be fair, I believed you for a solid moment. But then it started to sound like you were making it up to piss me off.
- I was.
- It worked.
Cathy turned her body towards him and laid her head on his chest while interlacing her legs on his. He put his arm around her and caressed her back with his fingers. They remained like that for a while, lying on the carpet, staring at the ceiling in complete silence, feeling each other breathing.
- You do know I love you, right? - Said Cathy, in a sweet, mellowy voice.
- I do.
- Then why were we having that whole argument again?
- Because you do love me too much to tell me when something is bothering you and I still struggle to believe I deserve to be loved this much.
- Well, I… s**t, that wa
