QUOTE : Maybe if I’m a very good boy, you’ll come sit in the straw with me every Saturday.” “Anyone hearing you say that who didn’t know just what you meant might think we were misbehaving.” He leaned in close, lowering his voice. “You mean like gazing into each other’s eyes and whispering sweet nothings to each other?” She smiled. “You’ve been threatening to do that for some time now.” “Not threatening. Promising.” He lightly touched the tips of his fingers to the underside of her chin, tipping her face up toward him once more. “You know something, Katie Macauley? I love that smile of yours. ’Twas well worth waiting to see it, you know.