My Land, My Rules

"You're gonna love it," Gladio promised, smile and tone softening a little with that start-and-stop of a question that tumbled into such a firm decision to just trust him, and, since that kind of thing shouldn't go unrewarded, the next kiss he bent down to give her fell on her lips this time.

And his own lips didn't move too far away, either, when he offered, "And it's April 2nd."