Molly went back to the bathroom to clean up so she could get to work on the flower crown for Avery. John followed her and washed off any stickiness that was left on himself as well. Once they toweled off, he picked her up, sat her on the sink counter and brought her in for a warm, loving, hug.
Molly held him and liked the feeling of being in his arms.
"I know you said it was fine, but I feel like maybe I am a creep. I should've told you before." He finally said.
"It's fine." She replied, wanting to get off of the subject.
John buried himself further in her hair and made his hold a little tighter around her as well.
"I am a little worried though." Molly started.
"Worried?" He loosened himself so he could look at her. "About what?"
"Will you get tired of pretending one day?"
"Sweeth
