“You’re impossible!” You exclaimed, throwing a pillow at him.

JJ laughed, deviating, completely without guilt.

“And you’re dramatic, princess.” he replied, climbing on the bed and trying to immobilize you with tickling.

“JJ, stop!” You screamed between laughs.

He stopped for a second, his faces glued together, his breaths fast.

“You’re annoying,” you whispered, still smiling.

“But I’m yours,” he added, before kissing you with that taste of salt, sun and freedom.