" Yeah.” Luna giggled. “Is that hair in his nose?” “Ew, I think it is. I never noticed that before.” “Maybe he cuts it,” Luna said. “I saw him giving his bushy eyebrows a haircut once.” More giggling. “I’m glad my eyebrows don’t look like that.” “They kind of do.” “Do not!” Hallie was indignant. “I just mean they’re dark like his. But don’t worry, yours aren’t as fuzzy. Daddy’s are like black caterpillars crawling over his eyes.” Hallie snickered. “Totally.” Silence for ten blissful seconds. And then. “Daddy has an outie. I have an innie.” “Me too.” “Outies are funny-looking.” “I know.” The next thing I knew, one of them stuck a finger in my belly button. I opened my eyes. “Seriously?” Luna, whose finger was still on my belly button, grinned. “Did that wake you up?” “Your shit-talking woke me up. "
― Melanie Harlow , Ignite (Cloverleigh Farms, #6)