“It feels great, hon, I can’t believe it,” she says, smiling too.
“Yes, babe, I feel like ant-man,” I say, grinning hard.
She closes her eyes and draws in a deep breath. She opens them back and smiles at me, a kind of smile I haven’t seen in a long while. Her smile lifts my soul. I want to kiss her here and now. I want to make love to her on the keyboard.
She heaves up and starts dancing about. I smile in response and join her. We keep jumping on keys and watching as they appear on the screen. I feel so good right now. I draw her close and I plant a kiss on her lips, our dim reflection on the bright screen. This is a great place to be, and I could be here forever. With her I don’t feel tiny anymore. We could write stories together. With her I never want to grow big, we are cute like this on the giant keyboard.
“I love you, babe,” I say, as I look into her eyes.
“I love you too,” she replies.