"There's only one girl I'll be married to," he said.
"Yes." Her eyes leapt to his. "Jess Ross!"
"Who says so?"
"She does." Deirdre laughed. "She says she's the only girl you've ever kissed. And her mother says—"
"When she was a kid, they put her face up to me; but I never kissed her—or any girl," Davey said.
"I didn't believe it, of course!"
Deirdre laughed softly.
"Why?"
"Well—I thought—if there was any girl you'd be wanting to kiss, it would be me, Davey!"
The bright shy glance that flew towards him, and the quiver of her lips, fired the boy.